He crossed his heart
And made a promise
That all his walls
Would be demolished
Said he’d build a new empire
By the sweat of his brow
But when he was finished
There was nothing
For all he had
Was a bitter cup of gold
Why gain the whole world if we lose our soul?
And all he had
Was an empty heart of holes
Why gain the whole world if we lose our soul?
Why gain the whole world if we lose our soul?
Between love or money
He’d choose the latter
He said, “Just one more year
And it will get better”
But the higher that he climbed
The lower he found himself
And when he reached the top
There was nothing
And for the first time he prayed,
“Oh God, this can’t be living;
I fought, I paved my way,
But I must’ve lost a step or two somewhere
Oh, I must’ve lost a step or two somewhere”
