| I believe I could see my life clearer | |
| Walking in Amsterdam | |
| There's an ocean between | |
| Who I am and who I was | |
| Walking in Amsterdam | |
| Now I run | |
| Everyone of my days have become | |
| A pursuit of what I once had | |
| Can I get it back | |
| Can I get it back | |
| Can I get back to the time | |
| When every step had purpose | |
| I was so clearly defined | |
| Someday I'll resurface | |
| Walking in Amsterdam |