Drive home in the rush of the late afternoon
DJ plays the latest tune
straight into the fading sun
the curtain falls
the day is done
one light shines
in the darkened rooms
but we've only just begun

now the morning has come
and under the burnt out sun
the birds they sing on every tree
and every day brings a new dawn
but every day I will mourn
until the dawn that brings you back to me

as the world turns around
and the sun goes down again
and we all begin again

now the morning has come