Marianne Faithfull - Tenderness Тексты

I've 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.

It's funny how romance fails us, giving way to love.
You look around, feel your freedom