The Midas touch is everywhere, everywhere Your just not the same When I turn you to gold Like stories of old The Midas touch is in me now, in me now
Sitting in the summer sun Binding my time Waiting for the demons to go away No one knows when they come Or when they're gonna go away Aslong as they
When all the boats had left the shore A thousand people, maybe more As the sun burnt through their eyes You could sense their deep surprise And I guess
Sunday morning daylight breaking Nothing's stopping me from smiling Though my head is aching Everything is fine I'm mesmerised, your eyes excite me