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
Make me swear that I'm not lying

People are tender
Though they might just feel rough
Behind our cold walls
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
And when the rain starts raining hardest
Grab my hand and say: I love you, babe
No flood or fire can keep us apart
Yeah we'll run the stairs and lock the door
And pray this house floats like an ark

People are tender
People are tender
People are tender
People are tender