People are tender
Though they might just seem hard
Our shields and protection
Guard our tender little hearts
So seldom do we even see
The fabric that we're made of
Yeah we fumble for some simile
It's like we're blind doing our make up
And I'm always wanting to seem clever
I wonder what that means I'm hiding
Have me check my humor at the door
And make me swear that I'm not lying
People are tender
Though they might just feel rough
Behind our cold wallllllllls
Is where we keep the soft stuff
When life seems like it's bent to break
And when the heavens all are darkened
When the sandbags can't keep the flooding out
When the rain starts raining hardest
Grab my hand and say "I love you babe—
No flood or fire can keep us apart"
We'll run the stairs and lock the door
And pray this house floats like an ark
People are tender
