[Verse 1 — soft, close-mic, intimate] I keep my gloves on tightly, so the world stays out of reach— ’cause touching holds a thousand things that no one means to teach. A teacup hums with heartache, a handshake spills a lie… and every secret someone thinks comes flashing through my mind. [Pre-Chorus — breathier, rising tension] I don’t ask to see it— the truth just pulls me in. I breathe and pray it’s gentle when the visions start again. [Chorus — fuller vocal, lift + light harmonies] Truth in contact— one brush and I can feel your past. The stories that you’re hiding hit my palm and surface fast. Truth in contact— I try to keep the world at bay… but every soul I stumble near has something aching to say. [Verse 2 — warmer tone, more motion] I’ve learned to read in glances, in the tremble of a laugh— the places where your sorrow lives, the weight you never cast. They say I’m strange or dreamy, but darling, here’s the key— I only fear the moments when the truth comes into me. [Pre-Chorus 2 — same melody, slightly more intensity] I wish that I could stop it— but fate won’t let it be. Some people watch the party glow… the party watches me. [Chorus — repeat, fuller harmony pad] Truth in contact— one brush and I can feel your past. The stories that you’re hiding hit my palm and surface fast. Truth in contact— I try to keep the world at bay… but every soul I stumble near has something aching to say. [Bridge — stripped, echoing reverb, emotional focus] I’ve held confessions silent, felt heartbreak in a glass— I sense the things you’d bury long before the questions pass. I never wanted power— but it stirs where I begin… so if I pull my gloves away, you’ll feel me touch the truth within. [Final Chorus — layered harmonies, soft but soaring] Truth in contact— a blessing and a breath to chase. Every secret in the shadows seems to find my waiting face. Truth in contact— it whispers soft and bittersweet… I never mean to know your heart… it’s just written when we meet.
