What can I do, what can I do? Much of what you say is true I know you see through me But there's no tenderness Beneath your honesty Oh, right and wrong
Entre le espanto y la ternura transcurre todo. Un hombre sabio con la moldura, la mano, el codo. Entre el espanto y la ternura crece la hiedra.
Oh she may be weary Them young girls they do get wearied Wearing that same old Shaggy dress, yeah yeah But when she gets weary Try a little tenderness
Just a little tenderness At the end of the day Is all a woman needs To take her fears away Cold, cold, di world so cold Mi waash someone fi have and
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I may get weary Women do get weary Wearing the same shabby dress But to one who's weary Try a little tenderness She may be waiting Just anticipating
She may be weary women do get weary Wearing that same old shabby dress But when she's weary try a little tenderness She may be waiting just anticipating
In the hustle of today We're all inclined to miss Little things that mean so much A word, a smile, a kiss When a woman loves a man He's a hero in her
Oh, she may be weary Young girls they do get weary Wearing that same old shaggy dress, yeah yeah But when she gets weary Try a little tenderness, yeah
Oh, she may be weary And young girls, they do get weary Wearing the same old shabby dress, oh yeah Oh, when she gets weary Try a little tenderness, oh
She may be weary, women do get weary Wearing the same shabby dress And when she's weary Try a little tenderness Oh, she may be waiting just anticipating
Plans are made to be cautiously broken Words are finally set free when they're spoken I need you now Like water needs a river Just float along I'll follow
Die Architekten die die Wohnsilos bau'n die ham ka Herz für die Leut' die drinnen wohnen und stumpfsinnig wer'n die ham kan Funken Menschlichkeit
Tenderness is the best Tenderness I confess Tenderness is the best Tenderness, nothin' less Love me with a tender touch Kindness, I need very much It
(Jack White/Mark Spiro/Laura Branigan) I don't know who to turn to Looks don't look like they used to Everything that I try Turns from good to goodbye
Hush baby, don't cry Just try to remember the time When all your pitfalls and fears became mine And when we fall apart Just one thing takes me back to
why does this feeling of togetherness always scare me away? why do the feelings that I have for you have to become a word ? don't say you
