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