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