(Barry Mann, Dan Hill)
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
in 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 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 strategy
leaves me battling with my pride
But through all 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
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 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 try
I watched while love commands you
and I've watched love pass you by
At times I 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 want to hold ya till I die
till we both break down and cry
I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides
SubsidesDead red eyes flickering half bright went on for ride (?)
In slick silk. They were on to my circumstantial slide,
Blow by blow chipped off shell and bone. Tripped and talked around
It could not fall through the crowd of careful lies busting open wide.
Sensible fact of favor, watch us fall from your favor. (?)
Since you knew too much about it dressed in wax you lit the town in
Candlelight, flickering half bright. Well I held it in my hands and now it's
Gone gone gone.
Saw it with my own two eyes, just pass me by.
Took a walk through a town of half stoned ________
Bound and gagging. Joke by joke they spot erase you,
Heard their news but it did not phase you one little bit,
Not one little bit. So I meet you by the light of main street
Stranded ghosts where I've been waiting. Kill it 50 times or more,
Before I'm through I'll kill it 50 times more, just to bring it back to life,
And bust it open wide again. Well I held it in my hands and now it's
Gone gone gone.
Blinded by the neon in your dead red eyes.