Jill Barber
Tenderness
Held with the care of a delicate thingSoft like the touch of a butterfly wingLight as my heart when the nightingale singsUnder the moonlightUnder the starlightFelt in the air like the promise of springEchoed through streets like bells when they ringOf all these things fair, still none can compareTo the tenderness that he bringsFor in a world of wonder, where things are as they seemDon't wake me from my slumberStuck in between, lost in a dreamPricking like needles and walking on pinsDrawn out romances and quick summer flingsOf all these things fair, still none can compareTo the tenderness that he brings
From Letras Mania