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Sunday morning, daylight breaking Nothing's stopping me from smiling Though my head is aching Everything is fine I'm mesmerized, your eyes excite me

Different colors and different atmospheres Time passes on throughout the years Different people with different points of view I think of me, I think of

I don't need a whole lot of money I don't need a big fine car I got everything a man could want I got more than I could ask for I don't have to run around

Picking up pieces of yesterday's fire Word's that written But words they were only desire Only desire Pictures you've painted Of yesterday's dreams Emotions

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

Be nice to me Don't you understand when I get home I need to breathe Don't try to comfort me 'cos I'm not home Right now I can feel the heat within your

Different colours and different atmospheres Time passes on throughout the years Different people with different points of view I think of me I think

Picking up pieces of yesterdays fire Word's that written But words they were only desire Only desire Pictures you've painted Of yesterday's dreams Emotions

I can't believe what I have seen A girl that I know from a dream She is the one, though she don't know And I must find out where she's to go I get the