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 Where is the Tenderness Where is it?
I don't know where I am but I know I don't like it 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 hand Rings but none on your fingers 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 Where is the Tenderness Where is it?
Whistling in the graveyard Calling up your girlfriend Just trying to make you understand You're squeezing the telephone like it was her hand No questions (so many questions) She's gonna catch you out boy It all seems so underhand Now hat she's the only thing that ever made you feel like a man, man Madman madman Tenderness Where is the Tenderness Where is it?