Years and then more years
Had passed since the days
We had the times of our lives
Then went separate ways
In a foreign country
Babes forced to mature
A dorm life abroad
The perfect alure
Not for our parents
Who knew what to expect
With no supervision
Legal drinking age, met
Oh Holland, oh Netherlands
Your laws are devine
For teenage escapades
Dear Lord, what a time
Forced into decisions
We might later regret
Were daily occurences
A lifetime of debt
A debt not taken lightly
Serve, sacrifice, give back
We had to reinvent ourselves
Self confidence we lacked
In time, we've come to realize
Nothing realling was that bad
Memories of our friendships
Were the best we ever had
Having said all this, I have to add
I wouldn't change a thing
We are who we are today
Due, in part, to who we've been.
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