Reaching out for gold, but my arms can't reach it   My only and greedy wish is   That my arms, were a little longer   Cause that would make me rich      I have to leave now   Cause my fingers hurt so bad   And i know what's come between us   cause your hope for love is dead      You have to find the treasure and escape   you have to gather the gold and get away   you will never dig as deep   as you wish you could      so now i'm reaching out for gold   but my hands can't grasp it   my only and greedy wish is   that my arms were a little longer   cause that would make me rich      You have to find the treasure and escape   you have to gather the gold and get away   you will never dig as deep   as you wish you could      "Reaching out for gold, but my arms can't grasp it   My only and greedy wish is   That my arms, were a little longer   Cause that would make me rich"