Tenderness

Written by：Michael Billingham/Roger Charlery/David Frederick Wakeling

I don't know when to start or when to stop

My luck's like a button

I can't stop pushing it

My head feels light

But I'm still in the dark

Seems like without tenderness there's something missing

Tenderness

Tenderness

Where is the

I don't know where I am but I know I don't like it

I open my mouth and out pops something spiteful

Words are so cheap but they can turn out expensive

Words like conviction can turn into a sentence

I held your hands

Rings but none on that finger

We danced and danced

But I was scared to go much further with it

Just half a chance

Make sure that one night you're here

But next night you're not

It always leaves me searching for a little

Tenderness

Tenderness

Tenderness

Tenderness

Where is the

Tenderness

Whistling in the graveyard

Calling up your girlfriend

Just trying to make her understand

You're squeezing the telephone like it was her hand

No questions

She's going to catch you out boy

It all seems so underhand

Now she's the only thing that ever made you feel like a man man

Madman madman

Tenderness

The tenderness

Where is the

Tenderness

The tenderness

Where is the

I held your hands

Rings but none on that finger

We danced and danced

But I was scared to go much further with it

Just half a chance

Make sure that one night you're here

But next night you're not

It always leaves me searching for a little

Tenderness

Tenderness

Tenderness

Tenderness

Where is the

Sick to death of second best pet

Why should the morning always find you unimpressed

Is your love like a button

You can't stop pushing it

Oh this all night longing can be such a long time