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

For who am I to judge you

In what you say or do

I'm only just beginning

To see the real you

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 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

And sometimes when we touch