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 only just beginning....... to see the real the you.

Sometimes when we touch the the honesty's too much,
And I have to close my eyes....... and hide
I want to hold you till I die, till we both break down and cry
I want to hold you, till the fear in me subsides

Romance and all it's stategy... leaves me battling with my pride
But through the insecurity some tenderness survives
I'm just another writer still trapped within my truth
a failing 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 want to hold you till I die , till we both break down and cry
I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides

At times I'd like to break you and drag you to your knees
At times I'd like to break through and hold you endlessly
Sometimes I understand you and I know how hard you try
I've watched while love commands you and I've watched love pass you by
Sometimes I think we're drifters still searching for a friend
a brother or a sister but Then the Passion flares again

Sometimes when we touch the honesty's too much
And I have to close my eyes and hide
I want to hold you till I die, till we both break down and cry
I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides