Marianne Faithfull

Ive noticed how few emotions stand the test of time.
Feelings come, feelings go, and the days are fine.
Night is dark, night is cold,
Passion lies down to die.
Tenderness,
Tenderness.
Tenderness,
Tenderness.
Its funny how romance fails us, giving way to love.
You look around, feel your freedom youre a slave to love.
Night is dark, night is cold,
Passion lies down to die.
Tenderness spirit moves me
Tenderness try to show me
Tenderness come on show me
Tenderness feelings grow and change.
Ive noticed how few emotions stand the test of time.
Feelings come, feelings go, and the days are fine.
Night is dark, night is cold,
Passion lies down to die.
Tenderness really moves me
Tenderness try to show me
Tenderness come on show me