It was always Amsterdam
Where we would put the distance to an end
We had a plan
Gonna lay it out on a queen sized bed
Catching up on twenty-one
Meet all your friends back home
That was not what it was broke it off on the telephone
It was always absolute
Everybody said we were moving fast
Now Im pretty over school
Switching out my books for the Eurail Pass
And all these dreams of Amsterdam
Where youd surprise me with a yellow bike
With a basket that didnt match it
That I guess Ill never get to ride
Oh oh calling it a change of plans
Oh oh just a building on a postal stamp
Oh oh change of plans
Might have been a long shot
Better that its gone if its gonna go
But man you kind of messed me up
Cause I dont have a place to go back home
Is this just twenty-one and somethings gotta give
Well I still got a bill for a ticket that Im stuck with
Oh oh calling it a change of plans
Oh oh just a building on a postal stamp
Oh oh just calling it a change of plans
Oh oh just a building on a postal stamp
