"I'm just another writer, still trapped within my truth
A hesitant prize fighter, still trapped within my youth"
--"Sometimes When We Touch"
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
On what you say and 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

"At times I think we're drifters
Still searching for a friend
A brother or a sister
But then the passion flares again"

Run Away