Come on, baby
Yeah

I wanna kiss you in Paris
I wanna hold your hand in Rome
I wanna run naked in a rainstorm
And 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 (my love, my love) ready
For you to justify my love (my love, my love)
For you to justify my love (my love, my love)
For you to justify my love

That's right

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 your baby
Yeah

My love
To justify my love
My love
To justify my love
My love
To justify my love