I wanna tell you
 I've always wanted to tell you
 But I never had the chance to say
 What I feel in my heart from the beginning til my dying day

 I was fifteen, sixteen maybe
 In the park I was waving my arms
 You were waved this way
 And you sang the song I was screaming
 I wanted you to

 Another time was in South Carolina
 It's always been the third encore
 Whose wind came roaring in
 Can you tell me who were you singing for
 Oh my God, can you tell me who you were singing to

 phone call from your New York City office
 You were supposedly asking to see me
 And how I wanted to tell you
 That I was just only four hundred miles away
 Who could believe that you were calling I was in DC
 I was four hundred miles behind
 Backstage pass in my hand
 Giving you my heart was my plan I wish I could tell you

 My chance
 In the middle of the stadium in Paris, France
 Can I finally tell you
 Can I finally tell you
 To be my man
 April in Paris, can I see you
 Can you please be my man