My Baby

I want you to love me
That’s all I want from you
I want you to love me, one day
I know I’m a peasant
Dressed as a princess
That doesn’t mean you have to take my clothes away
If I could show you, some happiness
Then I would feel like a real princess
That to me would be success, my baby
I see you dancing
A natural beauty
You make a star, seem sublime
You really get
To the heart of the music
You are the poetry of time
If there’s a method, to writing a song
How come I’m getting it wrong?
You write the beautiful songs, baby
C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, ba’e
Take my hand, yeah
C’mon, c’mon c’mon, show me
To the love land, to the love land
Can we see this happen, in this day and age?
Somebody just turned the page
Like I’m walking on stage
My baby
Hey!