AFTER TEA - SNOWFLAKES ON AMSTERDAM
(H. van Eijck; R. Fenwick)
Decca AT 10 325

When the snowflakes are falling on Amsterdam
I'll be coming home to you

A letter air express
I guess around last May
But from where it came
I'm afraid I could not say
It proved to me one thing
Thank heaven now I know
That the world is but a stage
And my life is but a show
My life is but a show
My life is but a show

When the snowflakes are falling on Amsterdam
I'll be coming home to you
How you cried when I told you on that tram
There was nothing I could do

The happy time we'd had
But I knew it had to end
The letter that I got
Was from enemy nor friend
But still I had to leave
My time was all used up
I had a lot of downs
But at last I found some luck
At last I found some luck
At last I found some luck

When the snowflakes are falling on Amsterdam
I'll be coming home to you
How you cried when I told you on that tram
There was nothing I could do

When the snowflakes are falling on Amsterdam
I'll be coming home to you
How you cried when I told you on that tram
There was nothing I could
Nothing I should
Nothing I would do