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