Sometimes When We Touch Dan Hill
Dan Hill . You ask me if I love you, and I choked on my reply. I'd rather hurt you honestly, than mislead you with a lie. And who am I to judge you, on what you say or do; I'm only just beginning, to see the real you. . And sometimes when we touch, the honesty's too much, and I have to close my eyes and hide. I wanna hold you till I die, till we both break down and cry; I wanna hold you, till the fears in me subside. . Romance and all its strategies, leave me battling with my pride. But through the insecurities, some tenderness surves. I am just another writer, still trapped within my truth; a hesitant prize fighter, still trapped within my youth. . And sometimes when we touch, the honesty's too much, and I have to close my eyes and hide. I wanna hold you till I die, till we both break down and cry; I wanna hold you, till the fears in me subside. . At times I'd like to break you, and drive you to your knees; at times I'd like to break through, and hold you endlessly. . At times I understand you, and I know how hard you've tried. I've watched while love commands you, and watched while love passed you by. At times I think we're drifters, still searching for a friend, a brother or a sister, but then a passion flares again.
And sometimes when we touch, the honesty's too much, and I have to close my eyes and hide. I wanna hold you till I die, till we both break down and cry; I wanna hold you, till the fears in me subside.
