I come all the way from Georgia
To walk the streets of Amsterdam
Making circles in the sunset
And no one here knows who I am

Every day I'm starting over
Every night I'm out of time
All I got left is this ticket
To the city at the end of the line

See the strangers on the corner
With their backs against the wall
Trapped in hartlock situations
They've run out of names to call

Every day they're starting over
Every night they're out of time
All they got left is a ticket
To the city at the end of the line

?? for a magic carpet
Bells to ring or lines to shine
It's not too late for starting over
People do it all the time
So when summertime is over
And the nights grow cold and long
Refugees and midnight soldiers
All need a way to carry on

Every day I'm starting over
Every night the stars will shine
In every end lies the beginning
In the city at the end of the line
In the city at the end of the line
In the city at the end of the line
In the city at the end of the line