Текст (слова) песни: Arena - Midas Vision

Creeping out into the night
Keep your hands outstretched and
your eyes closed tightly
Running out on your own
Dont answer the door or the telephone
This is no kind of a dream
Not a blessing but a curse
This is no illusion
Youve had them before -
this isnt 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
Theres a fallen wish
its 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? 
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An Angel Falls
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Climbing The Net
Crying For Help IV
Cutting the Cards
Double Vision
Enemy Without
Ghost In The Firewall
In The Blink Of An Eye
Jericho
Mea Culpa
Midas Vision
Moviedrome
Never Ending Night
Out Of The Wilderness
Painted Man
Pins And Needles
Running From Damascus
Salamander
Skin Game
Solomon
Spectre at the Feast
Tears In The Rain
The Butterfly Man
The City of Lanterns
The Hanging Tree
The Visitor
Tsunami
Valley Of The Kings
Waiting For The Flood
Witch Hunt