Sometimes When We Touch sing and play along

You ask me if I love you,

gy 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 but then to see the real my 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 fear in me subsides.

Ro mance and all its strategy leaves me battling with my pride.

But through the insecurity some I've tenderness survives.

I'm just another writer

still trapped within my truths;

a hesitant prizefighter

but then still trapped within a 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 fear in me subsides.

Rosides.

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 sides.