Justify My Love
I wanna kiss you in Paris
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 meSo now what, so now what?
Wanting, needing, waiting For you to justify my love
Hoping, prayingFor you to justify my love
I want to know you
Not like thatI don't wanna be your mother
I don't wanna be your sister either
I just wanna be your loverI wanna be your baby
Kiss me, that's right, kiss me(chorus)
Yearning, burningFor 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 fearsAre 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
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