I want a man who will call me baby
In the light of day and in the dark of night
When the stars shine for the taking
The kind of love, kind of love
That’s worth the wait
The petals fall year after year as time goes on
And we will search in vain and in fear for the comfort of
That fairytale alchemist who makes our weakness strong
And we mistake this fantasy for love
But I don’t need a man
Who doesn’t understand
The difference separating need and trust
‘Cause I want a man who will call me baby
In the light of day and in the dark of night
When the stars shine for the taking
And my good is his and his good is mine
Is a heart of love that never fades
His a courage far too rare these days
It’s the kind of love, kind of love Worth the wait
You don’t have to be hopeless to be hopeless romantic
Desperation only intervenes
In giving we receive
Beyond what we believe
Love will come
Will you be ready?
Will you be ready for a man who will call you baby
In the light of day and in the dark of night
When the stars shine for the taking
My good is his and his good is mine
Is a heart of love that never fades
His a courage far too rare these days
It’s the kind of love, kind of love
Worth the wait
Worth the wait
(It’s worth the wait; it’s worth the wait)