Touch

Verse:
Ebm                             Gb
  Glow is low and it's dimming
                            Db
 And the silence is ringing
                                   B
 And I can almost feel your breath
                           Ebm
 I can almost feel the rest
 

Ebm                               Gb
 Night is young and we're living
                           Db
 Hands move, moving steady
                               B
 And the time is moving slower
                          Ebm      Gb        Db       B
 I can feel we're getting closer, closer
 
Chorus:
                 Ebm
 Standing in the eye of the storm
 
 My eyes start to roll
       Gb
To the curl of your lips
 
 In the centre of eclipse
    Db                   B             Ebm
 In total darkness I, I reach out and touch
 
Interlude -x2-: Ebm  Gb  Db  B
 
Verse:
Ebm                      Gb
  My mind's going racing
                       Db
 On a horse that's escaping
                       B
 And I'm ready to jump,
                       Ebm
 Yeah I'm ready to swim
 

Ebm                              Gb
  Life is chances that are taken
                           Db
 But nothing's ever broken
                                B
 They're just pieces on the ground
                           Ebm
 New hands need to build them
 

Ebm                      Gb
 My mind's going running
                   Db
 My hands cut loose
                                B
 But there's no need for answers
                             Ebm
 Just the things you gotta do
 
Chorus:

 And I need you to trust
          Gb
 That I’m lost and we must
                    Db
 Get past all these rules
 
 We must choose
    B
 To reach out and touch
 
Interlude -x2-: Ebm  Gb  Db  B
 
                 Ebm
 Standing in the eye of the storm
 
 My eyes start to roll
        Gb
 To the curl of your lips
 
 In the centre of eclipse
    Db                B
 In total darkness I reach out and...
 

                 Ebm
 Standing in the eye of the storm
 
 My eyes start to roll
        Gb
 To the curl of your lips
 
 In the centre of eclipse
    Db                  B                        Ebm  Gb  Db  B
 In total darkness I reach, I reach out and touch