| Bernadette, people are searchin' for | |
| the kind of love that we possess. | |
| Some go on searchin' their whole life through | |
| and never find the love I've found in you. | |
| And when I speak of you I see envy in other men's eyes, | |
| and I'm well aware of what's on their minds. | |
| They pretend to be my friend, when all the time | |
| they long to persuade you from my side. | |
| They'd give the world and all they own | |
| for just one moment we have known. | |
| Bernadette, they want you because of the pride that gives, | |
| But Bernadette, I want you because I need you to live. | |
| But while I live only to hold you, | |
| Some other men, they long to control you. | |
| But how can they control you Bernadette, | |
| when they can not control themselves, Bernadette, | |
| from wanting you, needing you, | |
| But darling you belong to me. | |
| I'll tell the world, you belong to me, | |
| I'll tell the world, you're the soul of me, | |
| I'll tell the world, you're a part of me, Bernadette. | |
| In your arms I find the kind of peace of mind | |
| the world is searching for, | |
| But you, you give me the joy this heart of mine | |
| has always been longing for. | |
| In you I have what other men long for. | |
| All men need someone to worship and adore, | |
| that's why I treasure you and place you high above, | |
| for the only joy in life is to be loved. | |
| So whatever you do, Bernadette, keep on loving me, | |
| Bernadette, keep on needing me, | |
| Bernadette. | |
| Bernadette. | |
| You're the soul of me, | |
| more than a dream, your a plan to me. | |
| And Bernadette, you mean more to me, | |
| than a woman was ever meant to be. |