MIDAS

Yeah you touched me
Alone with a quivering heart
A moment of need
And time of sinking doubts
Hope not looking grim
Like white washed art
With nothing green
Yellow or red, just greyish black

Yeah you touched me
On the watery face
By the rainbow hands
You kept in every place
A home in a foreign land

Yeah you have touched me
As I have never neen touched
Like I just found my sense of feel
A golden coin in a pennyless purse

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