Oct 2015
Sometimes when we touch
The honesty too much, Dan Hill
Honest and sympathetic approach
to this ongoing question
Do I or do you still love them?
I remember when I said
I love Him, for me, the words came out so easily
that glowing blush, that healthy warm feeling,
Now our love stand still like
The curtain on my window sill
So decorative, those simple details
Come hell or high waters
It's my love for him, it’s changing,
My words seem so cold, so bold,
Oh! my dear, Oh my love
Sometimes when we touch
The honesty too much;*
Thank you so much Dan Hill
Now everything is so clear in my heart
The honesty too much, Dan Hill
Honest and sympathetic approach
to this ongoing question
Do I or do you still love them?
I remember when I said
I love Him, for me, the words came out so easily
that glowing blush, that healthy warm feeling,
Now our love stand still like
The curtain on my window sill
So decorative, those simple details
Come hell or high waters
It's my love for him, it’s changing,
My words seem so cold, so bold,
Oh! my dear, Oh my love
Sometimes when we touch
The honesty too much;*
Thank you so much Dan Hill
Now everything is so clear in my heart
(New York)
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