(Dan Hill)
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You ask me if I love you
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I choke on my reply
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I'd rather hurt you honestly
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Than mislead you with a lie
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And who am I to judge you
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Or what you say or do
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When I'm only just beginning
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To see the real you
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[Chorus:]
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And sometimes when we touch
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The honesty's too much
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That I have to close my eyes and hide
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I wanna hold you till I die
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Till we both break down and cry
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I wanna hold you till the feelings subside
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Romance with all its strategy
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Leaves me battling with my pride
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And through the insecurity
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Some tenderness abides
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I'm just another writer
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Still trapped within my truth
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A hesitant prize fighter
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Still trapped within his youth
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[Chorus]
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Oh at times I want to break you
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And drive you to your knees
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At times I want to break through
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And hold you endlessly
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[Chorus]
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Sometimes When We Touch
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Bonnie Tyler |