Creeping out into the night    Keep your hands outstretched and    your eyes closed tightly    Running out on your own    Don't answer the door or the telephone    This is no kind of a dream    Not a blessing but a curse    This is no illusion    You've had them before -    this isn't the first       Reaching out - so cold!    What did I say - did I do    To lose my hold on you       Everything you touch    With your finger tips -    Hurts so much    There's a fallen wish    it's shattered on the ground    like a broken gift    The Midas Vision    Was always beating in your heart    The foolish greed, the golden seed    Is dragging out of the reason    and tearing you apart!       Reaching out - so cold!    What did I say - did I do    To lose my hold on you?    Reaching out with    all that I could give    What should I say - should I do    To make you....       Holding out, holding out your hands    Open up, open up your eyes    Is that the knock    or the ringing of the bell    Open the door    to your own private hell.       Reaching out - so cold!    What did I say - did I do    To lose my hold on you?    Reaching out    with all that I could give    What should I say - should I do    To make you live again?       Reaching out - so cold!    What did I say - did I do    To lose my hold on you?    Reaching out    with all that I could give    What should I say - should I do    to make you live again?