All There Is – Dan Fogelberg – letras

In the eyes of the world your touch is like goldYour reputation’s so cool and cruel and controlledYou count your money in your prison towerMade of concrete, glass, and steelFeeling cozy in the hollow warmth of another business dealYou’ve climbed your way to the top but lately it seemsThat there’s a hole in the heart of the American dreamSittin’ pretty in your trophy room with your shining souvenirsThat just remind you of the wasted time and the lateness of the yearsIs that all, is that all there isIs that all, there must be more than thisIn the eyes of the world your touch is like goldYour reputation’s so cool and cruel and controlledIn a moment it could all be gone in the twinkling of an eyeThen what’s your pile of precious pride worth thenIf you’ve never wondered whyIs that all, is that all there isIs that all, there must be more than thisIs that all, is that all there isIs that all, there must be more than this