Midas Vision
Creeping out into the night
Keep your hands outstretched and
Your eyes closed tightly
Running out on your own
Don't answer the door or the
Telephone
This is no kind of a dream
Not a blessing but a curse
This is no illusion
You've had them before
This isn't the first
Reaching out so cold
What did I say did I do
To lose my hold on you
Everything you touch
With your finger tips
Hurts so much
There's a fallen wish
It's shattered on the ground
Like a broken gift
The midas vision
Was always beating in your heart
The foolish greed
The golden seed
Is dragging out of the reason
And tearing you apart
Reaching out so cold
What did I say did I do
To lose my hold on you
Reaching out with
All that I could give
What should I say should I do
To make you
Holding out
Holding out your hands
Open up
Open up your eyes
Is that the knock
Or the ringing of the bell
Open the door
To your own private hell
Reaching out so cold
What did I say did I do
To lose my hold on you
Reaching out
With all that I could give
What should I say should I do
To make you live again
Reaching out so cold
What did I say did I do
To lose my hold on you
Reaching out
With all that I could give
What should I say should I do
To make you live again