Midas Shadow Lyrics - Al Stewart

You got your ticket and your hotel keys 

And your overnight bag at your feet 

You're looking down on the tropical trees 

While the Spanish maids pick up the sheets 

Conquistador, in search of gold 

For all the jackdaw reasons 

The Midas shadow that's so hard to please 

And follows wherever you go 

"Nothing ventured, nothing gained", they said 

So you played for, the winner takes all 

And tossed the dice high up and craned your head 

To see how the numbers would fall 

You stole the game so easily 

Your luck ran with the seasons 

But still the shadow that the night won't free 

Just follows wherever you go 

Another day, another boarding card 

As you wait for your seat on the plane 

The movie runs but you're still working hard 

And you don't touch your food or champagne 

I know that when your well runs dry 

You'll want to know the reason 

The empty night will bring you no reply 

As it follows wherever you go