Touch

Glow is low and its 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, yeah 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 goin' to 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 goin'|to 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 --- Touch - Troye Sivan