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
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
wanna
be
your
baby,
yeah
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