Anne in Amsterdam

i stopped by your house
i was in your town
boats were on the water
sun was shinin’ down
i was on a bicycle
your name was on the door
i hadn’t thought of you in years
i didn’t know what was in store
i didn’t know what was in store
the stairs are steep and narrow
and the rooms are still the same
piÀures on the wall there
gave you hope for better days
when all the doors are locked at night
and the light is sinking low
do you remember soÓly
the grace of letting go?
the grace of letting go…
you’re smiling in your photograph
you’re wearing your white dress
there’s something in the distance
that hasn’t gotten to you yet
if Jesus died for all our sins
then anne you did too
and walking through your house today
your spirit’s shining through
i am one of many
who have come to say hello
imagining your shadow
in the highest street window
light came from the attic
your friend a chestnut tree
you lived behind a bookcase
in a world of faith and dreams
a world of faith and dreams
your father’s words remind us
that your work is never done
and on these streets of Amsterdam
yellow stars have come and gone
you have made this world so beautiful
like these tulips in the spring
Anne, dearest Anne
your giÓ it makes me sing
your giÓ it makes me sing
— chorus —
standing in the silence
Anne you made me cry
remembering the words you wrote
and how you lived and died
hope had leÓ the station,
but the train was still on time
remembering the words you wrote
your memories are mine
your memories are mine
— chorus —