Amsterdam - Griffin House

I went to Amsterdam 
I got so lost Down the way 
I took the crooked path 
I wish that I'd never stayed 
I cannot change the past 
Can I change? 
Change the past? 

Ticket in hand to leave 
I sit on the train and think of you 
Your face in the photograph 
I run my finger down your cheek 
I cannot change the past 
Can I change? 
Change the past?