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, praying

For you to justify my love



I want to know you

Not like that

I don't wanna be your mother

I don't wanna be your sister either

I just wanna be your lover

I wanna be your baby

Kiss me, that's right, kiss me



Yearning, burning

For you to justify my love



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 stories

I'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 baby



I'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

To justify my love

I'm open, to justify my love