Very Tender, Very Fool

Very Tender, Very Fool

Never they realised
Now they only ask
And think for a while

And we only knew
I may say some
But they’ll never believe it all

Your nights are white in winter
Maybe this may make them remember
But I easily forgot

Very tender at first
Very fool at the end
A bit broken at first
A lot more at the end

I don’t have you today
I think I never did
Still we felt it a bit

Very tender at first
Very fool when you went
A bit broken at first
A lot more when you went

Written by Alain.