I wanna kiss you in Paris
 I wanna hold your hand in Rome
 I [bad word] naked in a rainstorm
 Make love in a train cross-country
 You put this in me
 So now what, so now what?

 [bad word] 

 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 have your baby
 Kiss me, that's right, kiss me

 [bad word] 

 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
 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

 [bad word] 

 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