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