Dead stars are burning in the skyTheir light reflecting in your eyes
And here the ravens they don’t show
Where I’ve been, you don’t want to know

And when I go upstream
I’ll meet you in a dream
And as I try to land
Please let me hold your hand
Our ship exploded in the sky
A strong reflection in my mind
And now the secrets they won’t show
I’m stuck here, won’t you let me go
And when I go upstream
I’ll meet you in a dream
And as I try to land
Please let me hold your hand

Face it, there's no one aroundWe can't make a sound, let's cancelSheep laugh at the wolves at the doorRoaming the floor in circlesI'm done playing a partFaking a start, a miracleWe're gone starting a fightCall it a night and cancelLost plane confusing clouds with thefoamGhost train finally taking me homeFake it, we're getting alongRunning around in circlesName it, you're calling the shotI'll stick to my spot, all verticalWe're told everything's under controlBut I'm cold, finally here on a rollFace it, there's no one aroundWe can't make a sound, let's cancelNo more slamming the doorDying to score and night callsWe're told everything's under controlBut I'm cold, finally here on a rollLost plane confusing clouds with the
foamGhost train finally taking me home

As i dreamed to stop the fog
I was standing in the dark
Looking back at you
But i couldn't see through the fog
Sun was in my face
And i was in the stars
Looking down at you
But you were way too far
Far away
Hey Alright
Can get some
Thats right
All night baby i got everything weighing on me
Don't you ever say I don't believe in anything
You'll see
Its alright to leave we got anything holding on meWe can always disappear
All i could be is anything
Well see
Far away
Step through the night
Know that I've got you...
These in the skies, dreams really come true...
Step through the night
Know that I've got you...
Its better to know to fall in free
Its better to know to fall in free

You have got the Midas touchYou have got the Midas touch
Midas, Midas, Midas, Midas, Midas!Everything he turns to goldEverything he turns to gold
You have got the Midas touchYou have got the Midas touch
Midas, Midas, Midas, Midas, Midas!Everything he turns to goldEverything he turns to gold, gold, gold, goldcome on!
Gold is cold it won't be a loverGold is cold it won't be a lover
Everything he turns to goldEverything he turns to goldEverything he turns to goldEverything he turns to gold
You've got the magic touch. Midas!You've got the magic touch. Midas!
You have got the Midas touchYou have got the Midas touch
Midas, Midas, Midas, Midas, Midas!