Touch Songtext
von Some Ember

The alchemy of touch
How to measure it
Pieces that make you up
I would combine it
Overtaking my thoughts
You and your secrets
Cold water in my cup
How I would drink it


Now there′s never enough
Enough of your touch
Never enough

The chemical of touch
And your reaction
It dominates my mind
A gentle poison
How I would ingest
And die in pleasure
A simple manifest
Swift to the ether