Oakey/Wright)



When all the money's gone

When all the boys move on

No star to wish upon

When every race is run



In the quiet of the morning

Lying in the morning sun

Ruins of another country

Day has just begun



Blown by the desert breeze

No memory of trees

No mercy from the sky

No avenue to try



In the quiet of the morning

Lying in the morning sun

Ruins of another country

Day has just begun



When all the money's gone

When all the boys move on

No star to wish upon

When every race is run



In the quiet of the morning

Lying in the morning sun

Ruins of another country

Day has just begun



Lyrics by Philip Oakey