Blue Seeds That Night In Amsterdam
A quick look at the clock it's almost midnight
A sip of wine, another cigarette
I drink and I smoke a little too much
But who are you to say for sure
My phone is off the hook and the lights are out
I'm walking barefoot on the hardwood floor
A quick look out my bedroom window
I just want to be left alone
Oh, you make me want to
Sing softly to the moon
Oh, you make me want to
Sing softly to the moon
My head is spinning but my mind is straight
I'm looking at some old photographs
The radio's muttering an old jazz tune
Is that how you felt that night
That night in Amsterdam
Oh, you make me want to
Sing softly to the moon
Oh, you make me want to
Sing softly to the moon
