Troye Sivan - Touch

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 slower
I can feel
we're getting closer closer
Standing in the eye of the storm
My eyes start to roll
To the curl of your lips
In the center of eclipse
In total darkness I
I reach out and touch
My mind's gonna racing
On a horse that's escaping
And I'm ready to jump
Yeah I'm ready to swim
Life is chances that are taken
But nothing's ever broken
They're just pieces on the ground
New hands need to build them
My mind's gonna running
My hands cut loose
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 center 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 center of eclipse
In total darkness I reach
I reach out and touch

Troye Sivan - Touch

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