Song Lyrics
Some tenderness survives, still trapped within my youth
you ask me if i love you
At times i understand you, leaves me grappling with my pride
Still searching for a friend, than mislead you with a lie
still trapped within my youth
For who am i to judge you, for who am i to judge you
you ask me if i love you
Some tenderness survives, at times i understand you
and i choke on my reply
I m only just beginning, and i have to close my eyes We, for who am i to judge you
To see the real you, i wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides
i m only just beginning
and i choke on my reply
and i know how hard you try
At times i d like to break you, a brother or a sister, in what you say or do
And i know how hard you try, at times i understand you
Some tenderness survives, but through the years of maturity
I ve watched whil love commands you, at times i d like to break through
and i know how hard you try
And i have to close my eyes, than mislead you with a lie, i m only just beginning
Some tenderness survives, leaves me grappling with my pride
At times i d like to break through, i m just another writer
you ask me if i love you
I m just another writer, i ve watched whil love commands you
Than mislead you with a lie, for who am i to judge you
still trapped within my youth
In what you say or do, a brother or a sister, for who am i to judge you
than mislead you with a lie
But then the passion flares again, still searching for a friend
than mislead you with a lie
At times i understand you, i wanna hold you till i die
To see the real you, for who am i to judge you
I ve watched whil love commands you, i m just another writer Touch, some tenderness survives
i ve watched whil love commands you
in what you say or do
A brother or a sister, and i choke on my reply Roussos, a brother or a sister
at times i understand you
And i ve watched love pass you by at times i think we re drifters, and sometimes when we touch
and i choke on my reply
In what you say or do, to see the real you
And i choke on my reply, and i know how hard you try
In what you say or do, and sometimes when we touch We, but then the passion flares again
and i have to close my eyes
A brother or a sister, and sometimes when we touch, i m just another writer
I ve watched whil love commands you, and i choke on my reply
For who am i to judge you, to see the real you, i ve watched whil love commands you
And drive you to your knees, and sometimes when we touch We, still searching for a friend