Ladders made of cardboard
That I try to climb
Up a slippery mountain
With no other side
So what about this mountain
Is it really there
Or am I just seeing things?
There's nothing there
So tell me
What good will it be for a woman
To gain the whole world
And lose her soul?
And all the caterpillars
In their hurried piles
Wanna make a million
(Gonna make it)
They'll have to leave behind in dust
'Cause all our days are numbered
Round and round we go
In our own agendas
Not recognizing gold
So tell me
What good will it be for a man
To gain the whole world?
So tell me
What good will it be for a woman
To gain the whole world
And lose her soul?
I can't keep turning my back on
I can't keep turning my back on
The horizon
I can't keep turning my back on
(The horizon)
I can't keep turning my back on
The horizon
I can't keep turning my back on
(The horizon)
I can't keep turning my back on
Surrender, surrender
Surrender, surrender
Surrender
In the crooked tunnels
Hallways closing in
Remember where you're going
Remember where you've been
Remember that I love you
Remember that I love you
Remember that I love you
I'll tell you
What good could it be for a woman
To gain the whole world?
Tell me
What good will it be for a man
To gain the whole world
And lose his soul?