Irský poprockový písničkář narozený v Argentině (1948), vl. jm. Christopher Davidson. Stylově je ovlivněn m.j. jazzem, country a folklórem řady zemí. Na konci 70. let se přiklonil především k milostným baladám a částečně také k disco soundu. ...

Píseň: Tender Hands

Interpret:
Chris De Burgh
Album:
Flying Colours
Oh how, at the journey's end, I lie in the heat of the night
Feeling the heartache, wondering why, I want a friend
I want a friend to lay down beside me
I want a friend, I want her now, someone who knows what I mean
when I say, that I need


Tender hands to hold me, I need tender hands tonight
Will you lay them on my shoulders
Will you lay them on my eyes
And I need tender hands to take me
All the way to paradise, and then, when it's over
I need tender hands to hold me through the night


Touch me with your velvet mouth, I will give all the love that I have
Under the moonlight, reaching your heart
Where are you now, where are you now, come out of the shadows
Where are you now, I want you now
You know that I cannot always be strong, and I need


Tender hands to hold me, I need tender hands tonight
Will you lay them on my shoulders
Will you lay them on my eyes, and I need
Tender hands to take me all the way to paradise
And then, when it's over, I need tender hands
To hold me through the nights


A am only a voice in a city of noise, can you hear me this time
I see the storm grow, there's a light in the desert tonight


And I need tender hands, give me tender hands
Will you lay them on my shoulders, o give me
Tender hands to take me all the way to paradise
And then when it's over, I have tender hands
To hold you through the night, darling,
My tender hands will hold you through the night


I want your tender hands, you have tender hands
I want those tender hands, tender hands