I want to 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 wanna know you
Not like that
I don't want to be your mother
I don't want to be your sister either
I just wanna be your lover
I want to be your baby
Kiss me, that's right, kiss me

Wanting, needing, waiting
For you to justify my love
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 want to be your baby

Wanting, needing, waiting
For you to justify my love
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