What Kinda Love

I saw a sidewalk preacher
Telling anyone who'd listen to him
That good love will set you free
And there's a love for everybody
Shown a million different ways you gotta
Find the one that's meant to be
You're holding my heart I'm head over heels
I know what I want and how it should feel
Cause I love my mom
And I love my dear old dad
We took that trip to New York City once
And I'd love to go back
I love my God
And I thought I love Norma Jean
I loved that hand-me-down Camero I got when I turned sixteen
And I'd like to know what kinda love
This one's gonna be
Well there's a love a mother feels
When she hears her baby crying in need
It's a love you can't deny
And there's a love you hate to go through
When you gotta say goodbye I will it
It makes a grown man cry
You're holding my heart I'm head over heels
I know what I want and how it should feel
Cause I love my mom
And I love my dear old dad
We took that trip to New York City once
And I'd love to go back
I love my God
And I thought I love Norma Jean
I loved that hand-me-down Camero I got when I turned sixteen
And I'd like to know what kinda love
This one's gonna be
The kind that makes it through the bad times
Where we always work it out
The kind where I still make you laugh
Fifty years from now
Well me and mom
We really miss dear old dad
We took him back to Kansas City
He said he always wanted that
I love my God
And I thought I love Norma Jean
I loved that hand-me-down Camero I got when I turned sixteen
And I'd like to know what kinda love
Yeah, I really would
I'd like to know what kinda love this one's gonna be