Touch
Troye Sivan
Glow is low and it’s dimming
And the silence is ringing
And I can almost feel your breath
I can almost feel the rest
Night is young and we’re living
Hands move, moving steady
And the time is moving slow
I can feel we’re getting closer
Closer, yeah
Standing in the eye of the storm
My eyes start to roll to the curl of your lips
And the centre of eclipse in total darkness
I, I reach out and touch
My mind’s going racing
On a horse that’s escaping
And I’m ready to jump
Now I’m ready to swim
Life is chances that are taken
But nothing’s ever broken
They’re just pieces on the ground
New ends need to build on
My mind’s gonna run in
My hands cut loose
Yeah but there’s no need for answers
Just the things you gotta do
And I need you to trust that I’m lost
And we must get past all these rules
We must choose to reach out and touch
Standing in the eye of the storm
My eyes start to roll to the curl of your lips
In the centre of eclipse in total darkness
I reach out and
Standing in the eye of the storm
My eyes start to roll to the curl of your lips
In the centre of eclipse in total darkness
I reach
I reach out and touch