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
Michelangelo's statues smiling
down from the golden ages
and we're as silent
as two clams
casino
Leather bound 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 Eiffel 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