Troye Sivan - Touch

^D#m Glow is low and it’s dimming, And the silence is ringing ^C#And I can almost feel your breath, I can almost feel the rest ^B Night is young and we’re living, Hands move, moving steady ^D#m And the time is moving slow I can feel we’re getting clo^C#ser Clo^Bser, yeah

Standing in the ^Beye of the storm, My eyes start to roll to the ^D#mcurl of your lips in the centre of eclipse in ^C#total darkness I reach out and ^N.C.touch

^D#m My mind’s going racing, on a horse that’s escaping ^C# And I’m ready to jump, now I’m ready to swim ^B Life is chances that are taken, but nothing’s ever broken ^D#m They’re just pieces on the ground, new ends need to build on ^C# My mind’s gonna run in, my hands cut loose ^B Yeah but there’s no need for answers just the things you gotta do.

^B And I need you to trust that I’m ^G#mlost and we must get past all these ^D#mrules We must choose to reach out and ^N.C.touch

Standing in the ^Beye of the storm, My eyes start to roll to the ^D#mcurl of your lips in the centre of eclipse in ^C#total darkness

Standing in the ^Beye of the storm, My eyes start to roll to the ^D#mcurl of your lips in the centre of eclipse in ^C#total darkness I reach, I reach out and ^N.C.touch