The Morning Papers
Prince and the New Power Generation Lyrics

He realized that she was new to love
He became aware that she was inexperienced in love

Naive in every way
She lacked experience and judgement

Every schoolboy's fantasy she was
She was the stereotypical attractive and desirable woman

That's why he had to wait
He had to wait for the right moment because of her inexperience

If he poured his heart into a glass
If he gave her all of his love and affection

And offered it like wine
And presented it to her as a valuable gift

She could drink and be back in time for the morning papers
She could consume the love he offered and still have time to go about her daily routine

They could take a walk down the ocean side
They could walk along the shore of the ocean

Make a wish on every wave
They could make a wish on every wave as it crashed upon the shore

They could find a carousel
They could come across a carousel and ride it together

And ride or kiss in every cave
They could ride or kiss in every cave they find

They could contemplate the entire universe
They could reflect on the vastness of the universe and its mysteries

Or just one star
Or they could focus on one particular star

Or just how far was the walk for the morning papers
Or they could ponder on the distance they had to cover to get the morning papers

Why is age more than a number when it comes to love?
Why do people attach too much importance to age in matters of the heart?

Should we ask the ones who speculate
Should we seek advice from people who merely speculate about love?

When they don't know what it's made of?
When they have no true understanding of what love really is?

Should we ask the moonlight on your face
Should we look to the romantic ambiance created by the moonlight upon your face?

Or the raindrops in your hair
Or the beauty that the raindrops add to your hair?

Or should we ask the man who wrote it there in the morning papers?
Or should we turn to the writer who wrote about love in the morning papers for guidance?