When all your shells have crushed to shore
And turned to sand
When all your dreams have burnt to ash
And blown away

Maybe then youve got something to tell
Worth more than heaven or hell
Like a precious gem
Sparkling in the sun

When all your friends have left for good
More than once
When all your hopes have vanished
In peace and war

Maybe then youve got something to tell ...

When your ambitions have made you great
And lonesome
When wealth and lust have left you weak
And hungry still

Maybe then youve got something to tell ...