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