And if one day you're unsure
of who you are,
Just listen to the way my heart beats for you

If you really would like to know my name is Amsterdam.
I've been floating here for awhile,
Somewhere along the way the person
Holding me together let go.
But For the most part
I guess you could call me, happy.
The thing I've noticed with people,
They always find a problem with everything,
You can't just sit back and see that the fog behind her eyes are the very thing that makes her perfect.
Life just isn't told that way.
I know someone out there has to agree.
Someone out there has to be something like me.
I'll just float along watching you from here, wishing I could fix your problems,  show you the way the rain smells is maybe all you need to smile again.
So I'll stay here until I find where I belong.
Until I find someone to hold me into place again.

We've spent this whole life pretending
That we enjoy living,
That our smiles are genuine.
I've spent my years pretending
That I'm proud of the person
I see in my reflection.
So tell me again why We can't follow
Our dreams.

Maybe the reason
I never see your face
in my
dreams.
Is because my mind
Could never
Replicate such,
Beauty.

I'm scared I'll just end up in the pile of
"One of those"
That you always speak of.

It's too cloudy, again, to see the stars.
And if there's one thing about me
I can't say hello without a tremble
I can't say goodbye and reassemble
I don't know what that says about me.
But I still stare out the window hoping you really didn't leave.