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