Al Stewart - Midas Shadow |
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Midas Shadow
Al Stewart You've got your ticket and your hotel keys And your overnight bag at your feet YOu're looking down on the tropical trees Conquistador in search of gold While the Spanish maids pick up the sheets For all the jack Follows wherever you go. The Midas shadow that's so hard to please Nothing ventured, nothing gained they said So you played for the winner takes all And tossed the dice high up and craned your head Your luck ran with the seasons To see how the numbers would fall But still the shadow that the night won't free just Follows wherever you go. You stole the game so easily As you wait for your seat on the 'plane Another day, another boarding card, The movie runs but you're still working hard And you don't touch your food or champagne The empty night will bring you no reply As it follows wherever you go. I know that when your well runs dry YOu'll want to know the reason |
