Lyrics:

From paper to pen, from pen to paperBreathe these whispered wordsfrom what was once, to what now has to beBreathe these whispered wordsAnd when the Blue ink dries, and when we both have criedOnly tender teardrops will remain...When night-time falls and the air draws coldCandles flicker, flames, I close my eyes dreaming you are hereWaiting for your shadow, to appearAnd what seems strange once our words fade away, is thatOnly tender teardrops will remainOnly tender teardrops will remainI felt the wind behind me, I turned but you weren't thereI felt the wind behind me, I turned but you weren't there, nowOnly tender teardrops will remain...

Attica Blues Tender