I had my nightclothes on
So I slipped on my robe
Drove over to his house
Knocked on the door.
He wasn’t expecting me
I had never come over this late.
His brown eyes were weary
Of a long day he had.
I told him I just wanted to come in
And no, I wasn’t sad.
I just wanted him to touch me
In places he never has before.
Friends for years and probably for life
Now I just want a little bit more.
He looks at me so tenderly
Takes me by the hand
His place is beautiful out here
A house surrounded by gorgeous land.
We begin to kiss and he’s touching me
It has been years since either of us were touched.
We move over into the bedroom after a while
With our bodies firmly clutched.
Heat rose from our core
While our love filled the air.
When he finished and he was kissing me
I still felt him everywhere.
Tender is the night that is long
Filled with a passionate embrace
Not those screaming for your attention
But for the one right there in your face.