*Her soft tenderness
Can be hard on a man
When he's used to bricks
Mortar and sand
It'll shake the foundation
Built with his hands
Leave a man aching
For all that she has
She can tear down the walls
Erecting his years
Where he once had a cause
Now tossing his cares
Knows that it's true
Without a word being said
Her soft tenderness
Can be hard on a man
She can catch him mid-stream
Have him change his mind
Make him want to leave
All he's built behind
Pulls him to shore
Beached in her warm sand
Her soft tenderness
Can be hard on a man*
Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 7:57 AM UTC
*Her soft tenderness
Can be hard on a man
When he's used to bricks
Mortar and sand
It'll shake the foundation
Built with his hands
Leave a man aching
For all that she has
She can tear down the walls
Erecting his years
Where he once had a cause
Now tossing his cares
Knows that it's true
Without a word being said
Her soft tenderness
Can be hard on a man
She can catch him mid-stream
Have him change his mind
Make him want to leave
All he's built behind
Pulls him to shore
Beached in her warm sand
Her soft tenderness
Can be hard on a man*
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