| You ask me if I love you and I choke on my reply | |
| I'd rather hurt you honestly then mislead you with a tie | |
| And who am I to judge you on what you say or do | |
| I'm only just beging 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 fear in me subsides | |
| Romance and all it's stategy leaves me battling with my pride | |
| But through the insecurity some tenderness surves | |
| I'm just another writer still trapped within my truch | |
| A hesitant prizefighter 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 fear in me subsides | |
| 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 I've watched love pass you by | |
| At times think we're drifters still searching for a friend | |
| A brother or a sister but then the 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 fear in me subsides |