Day in and out what my life's all about
Are the things that you find far to boring
Washing and cooking and staying good-looking
While you get to do the ignoring
Will it ever be my turn to say where we're going?
Will it ever be my life that we're planning for?
I've been living this way far so long without growing
I want more
I need attention not mere condescension
But you just don't get the distinction
Pushing and shoving does not equal loving
Which seems on the brink of extinction
What became of the prince who was oh, so disarming?
What became of the sweet man at my beck-and-call?
Could it be that Prince Charming turned out not so charming
After all
After all
I want magic carpets, I want true romance
I want moonlight cruises to the South of France
And I want kisses that go on for days
I want more than this is in so many ways
I want more ful-filling
I want equal billing
I want champagne chilling at the door
So, in short, I'm saying if you want me
I want more
When did the me that I so long to be
Lose her natural sense of direction
When did the you that I'm turning into
Get a trifle too tense for affection
Can we ever get over this thing about winning?
Can we ever recapture a moment that's past?
If we simply begin with a brand new beginning
Will it last?
Will it last?
I want Shakespeare sonnets, I want oohs and aahs
I want long stem roses in a Gucci vase
And I want kisses that go on for days
I want more than this is in so many ways
I want more relating
I want less debating
I want all that I've been waiting for
So, in case you're listening, if you want me
I want more
I want to fly throught that
Are the things that you find far to boring
Washing and cooking and staying good-looking
While you get to do the ignoring
Will it ever be my turn to say where we're going?
Will it ever be my life that we're planning for?
I've been living this way far so long without growing
I want more
I need attention not mere condescension
But you just don't get the distinction
Pushing and shoving does not equal loving
Which seems on the brink of extinction
What became of the prince who was oh, so disarming?
What became of the sweet man at my beck-and-call?
Could it be that Prince Charming turned out not so charming
After all
After all
I want magic carpets, I want true romance
I want moonlight cruises to the South of France
And I want kisses that go on for days
I want more than this is in so many ways
I want more ful-filling
I want equal billing
I want champagne chilling at the door
So, in short, I'm saying if you want me
I want more
When did the me that I so long to be
Lose her natural sense of direction
When did the you that I'm turning into
Get a trifle too tense for affection
Can we ever get over this thing about winning?
Can we ever recapture a moment that's past?
If we simply begin with a brand new beginning
Will it last?
Will it last?
I want Shakespeare sonnets, I want oohs and aahs
I want long stem roses in a Gucci vase
And I want kisses that go on for days
I want more than this is in so many ways
I want more relating
I want less debating
I want all that I've been waiting for
So, in case you're listening, if you want me
I want more
I want to fly throught that