Postcard from Rome

She's in a window seat sitting alone
 Her suitcase is spilling out untaken photos
 Of European architecture, an apartment on the coast
 She's on an airplane heading to Rome
 She's on an airplane sitting alone
 So baby be safe, baby be smart
 The world's not so pretty a place after dark
 Honey I'd hold you so tight in my arms
 But you're oceans away, and I'm home working hard
 So baby be safe, baby be smart
 Take pictures of people and pictures of trees
 Try every corner coffee shop on every busy street
 Be the modern Napoleon take all of Italy
 But every so often think a little of me
 I'm probably wide awake worried bout you out on the street
 So baby go free, and baby have fun
 The world is a beautiful place when you're young
 I'll be here waiting when your wandering's done
 If you promise me that we'll still be in love
 Baby go free, baby have fun
 She's in a window seat sitting alone
 Her heart is heavy; her suitcase is full
 Of different culture and brand new friends
 A postcard from Rome
 She's in a window seat crying alone
 She's in a window seat heading back home
 So baby I'm sorry, baby I'm sure
 The world was a wonderful place where you were
 You wish you'd stayed longer the trip was a blur
 When your homesick for elsewhere let me be the cure
 I need you my love, I need you my friend
 So you're taking me with you when you leave here again