Submitted to Guster.net by Lindsey Bachman Amsterdam You threw away your greatest hits You left them here the day you slipped Bass guitar and shag CD Well they don't mean that much to me Right now I'm going through your things These days I'm changing all my strings Gonna write you a letter Gonna write you a book I wanna see your reaction I wanna see how it looks Way up on your cloud Where you've been hiding out Are you getting somewhere Or did you get lost in Amsterdam You won't get too far from me believing everything you read You wasted in the great unknown and I am finally ready to dispose of all your dirty clothes Your drugs Every secret code Gonna write you a letter Gonna write you a book I wanna see your reaction I wanna see how it looks Way up on your cloud Where you've been hiding out Are you getting somewhere Or did you get lost in Amsterdam From your red balloon you were a super high tech jet fighter Floating over planet earth come back down here I'll show you where it hurt Take this bitter pill It isn't easy to swallow Chorus Gonna write you a letter Gonna write you a book I wanna see your reaction I wanna see how it looks Way up on your cloud Never coming down Are you getting somewhere Or did you get lost in Amsterdam