"Dear diary, This morning I enjoyed a bracing walk into the center. Amsterdam is truly growing and blossoming: it's all so exciting! I wish I could share it with my Joseph. Fortunately I have no visitors today: I shall spend the afternoon writing him a letter. It will cheer him to hear news of home, and to know he is ever in my thoughts." watching the crowd through the window looking down to the streets that I love the city's rising and glowing we are blessed to reside in this town as I'm hearing the sound of the harbor where our sailors and traders call I imagine the way of the workers through the anguish they still stand tall as I'm making my way to center morning birds in the park sing along in their sweet subtle splendor seems we all are in love with their song and the princes, lords and emperor embrace the merchants' houses (if only you were here) in the heart of Amsterdam (here in the heart of Amsterdam) around the town hall proud people crowd the alley (if only you were here) in the heart of Amsterdam I cross the can*ls' tiny bridges
where I pause to absorb city life from the poor to the richest exotic foreigners pa**ing me by I'm in awe of beautiful paintings can't believe that Rembrandt's here as the seasons are changing he'll immortalize all we hold dear may we write, search and discover may we craft, philosophize to guide and govern build our future eternal and bright and the princes, lords and emperor embrace the merchants' houses (if only you were here) in the heart of Amsterdam (here in the heart of Amsterdam) around the town hall proud people crowd the alley (if only you were here) in the heart of Amsterdam strolling along down the alleys this is home, this is where I belong scents of fresh salted sea breeze I'll be there 'till the last teardrop falls and the princes, lords and emperor embrace the merchants' houses (if only you were here) in the heart of Amsterdam (here in the heart of Amsterdam) around the town hall proud people crowd the alley (if only you were here) in the heart of Amsterdam