I've been tracing
your face
everywhere I go
filling in the empty spaces
with memories
of places we didn't go

Because you know I recall,
yes, I'm remembering when
coffee houses
laced our days
looking at maps of Toscana and Napoli

Daydreaming of happy holidays
we'd spend in Rome and Sicily

Got a passport, took my picture
yes, took my photo twice
and cut my hair like Jonny Depp
you said, "Honey, Don't it look so nice"

Uh huh,
six weeks of paradise we spent,
our sunsets viewed through
Campari and ice

and on their heels
followed three days of
accusations, recrimination,
come to think of it,
there just was no more Spice

Love on the Rocks
visions of castles turned into sand
it was a rough road
we traveled
back to Milan

Nine postcards to home
stayed tucked in their
whirling stands. No more lovers
walking over ancient bridges
in Firenze
shyly holding hands

Michaelangelo's statues smiling
down from the golden ages
and we're as silent
as two clams
casino

Leatherbound menus in charming restaurants.
turning their pages
to pasta and seafood croissants,
baskets of fresh bread and olive oil
engage us

When I look in your eyes, I daydream I
can see a path to unlock the stalemate
that stands like the iron curtain
between us.

Our bags can be packed in half and hour
and we're on our way to the airport.
and Paris with its Eifel Tower

All we need to do is
trust a little more
live a little more
love a little more

Yes, all we need to do is
trust a little more
live a little more
love a little more...

Uh huh,
six weeks of paradise we spent,
our sunsets viewed through
Campari and ice

the apache kid