I found a crane walking in Amsterdam. He was beautiful and bright;
A sight that opened my eyes. I wanted a friendship, but I think he only came to eat.
Made my cheeks blush, and my heart skipped a beat.
The start of love feels so alive and free.
Except I discovered he came at the same time every day, but not looking love.
It is a meal he was after my sweet,
And glad it was not me.