Paul Francis Webster

Tender Is The Night

Paul Francis Webster


Tender is the night
So tender is the night
There's no one in the world
Except the two of us.
Should tomorrow 
Find us disenchanted
We have shared a love
That few have known.
Summers by the sea
A sailboat in Capri
These memories shall be 
These very own.
Even though our dreams may vanish
With the morning light
We loved once in splendor
How tender how tender is the night