DAN HILL

SOMETIMES WHEN WE TOUCH

You ask me if I love you and I choke 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 til I die, til we both break down and cry

I wanna hold you ´til the fear in me subsides

Romance and all its strategy leaves me battling with my pride

But through the insecurity some tenderness survives

I´m just another writer still trapped within my truth

A hesitant prize fighter still trapped within my youth...

...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...