I wanna kiss you in Paris I wanna hold your hand in Rome I wanna run naked in a rainstorm
Make love in a train cross-country You put this in me So now what, so now what?
Wanting, needing, waiting For you to justify my love
Hoping, prayingFor you to justify my love
I want to know youNot like thatI don't wanna be your mother
I don't wanna be your sister eitherI just wanna be your lover
I wanna be your babyKiss me, that's right, kiss me
What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do?
Talk to me -- tell me your dreams Am I in them? Tell me your fears
Are you scared?Tell me your storiesI'm not afraid of who you are
We can fly!
Poor is the man
Whose pleasures depend
On the permission of another
Love me, that's right, love me
I wanna be your babyI'm open and ready
For you to justify my love
To justify my love
Wanting, to justify
Waiting, to justify my love
Praying, to justify