I wanna kiss you in Paris
wanna hold your hand in Rome
run naked in a rainstorm
make love in a train
across the country
you put this in me
you put this in me
so now what
so now what
wanting, waiting, needing
for you to justify my love
hoping, praying
for you to justify my love
am I in your dreams
do you see me
am I with you
and do you feel me
'cause I feel you
just want to be your baby
want to be your lover
want to be your baby
want to be your lover
want to be your love
wanting, waiting, needing
for you to justify my love
hoping, praying
for you to justify
I don't wanna be your mother
and I don't wanna be your sister either
and I don't
I don't wanna be your brother
I just
I just
I just wanna be your baby
wanna be your lover
wanna be your baby
wanna be your lover
wanna be your baby
wanna be your lover
wanna be your baby
wanna be your love
wanting, waiting, needing
for you to justify my love
hoping, praying
for you to justify my love
-L. Kravitz/I. Chaves/Madonna
Posted by orion at March 4, 2004 03:23 AM | TrackBack