Noah Stolee - Amsterdam

〈chorus〉
I think i'm going to amsterdam, aren't i?
Been so long with you and you're not mine
And i wanna be some place more than we are

〈verse〉
I think i need a geographical cure
I know that that never works
But neither does me and her
So go figure

I instinctively bought her a plane ticket
Now i have an extra armrest to cry on

I think time is going out of fashion
I think i'm the top of every fraction
I think this plane is gonna crash in
The ocean and fill it with more plastic

〈chorus〉
I think i'm going to amsterdam, aren't i?
Been so long with you and you're not mine
And i wanna be some place morе than we are

I'll get a job and meet somе new friends there
Or cut ties and die in my beach chair
I wonder if there's a beach in amsterdam
〈verse〉
The person in row four
Has hair that's just like yours
But she keeps kicking my seat (do you mind?)

The inflight magazine
Has parisian cuisine
But amsterdam has bicycles
Maybe i should go to paris

〈chorus〉
I think i'm going to amsterdam, aren't i?
Been so long with you and you're not mine
And i wanna be some place more than we are

I should get there early on thursday
I think i shoulda done this in the first place
I made way midway through my first case
('cause heineken takes me far from your place)

〈bridge〉
I won't forget
Though i try to
'cause my bags i checked
Won't if i do
〈chorus〉
I think i'm going to amsterdam, aren't i?
Been so long with you and you're not mine
And i wanna be some place more than we are

I think i'm going to amsterdam, aren't i?
I think i'm heading away from a hard time
When i'm without your heart i'll guard mine

Is amsterdam in holland or the netherlands?

〈outro〉
(i won't forget) i think i'm going to amsterdam, aren't i?
Spent so long with you, you're not mine (though i)
(try to) and i wanna be some place more than we are
Chorus
(my bags i checked) think i'm going to amsterdam, aren't i?
Said so long with you, you're not mine (won't if)
(i do) and i wanna be some place more than we are

Noah Stolee is a Canadian musician who writes, arranges, records and produces all his music in his bedroom. And, like many small artists who do everything themselves, he is writing his bio in the third person. It’s kinda weird for him to write about himself in the third person. It feels kind of pretentious. He doesn’t really want to write this bio but the “Add bio” button is so tempting and he can’t resist. Now he’s done.