All the road running

A million miles our vagabond wheels

Clocked up beneath the clouds

They're counting down to show time

When we do it for real with the crowds

Air miles are owing but they don't come for free

And they don't give you any for pain

But if it's all for nothing

All the road running has been in vain



The rim shots come down like cannon fire

And thunder off the wall

There's a man in every corner

And each one is giving his all

But this is my piper, this is my drum

So you'll never hear me complain

And if it's all for nothing

All the road running has been in vain



All the road running

All the road running



Well if you're inclined to go up on the wall

It can only be fast and high

And those who don't like the danger soon

Find something different to try

And when there is only a ring in your ears

And an echo down memory lane

Then if it's all for nothing

All the road running has been in vain



All the road running

All the road running



The show's packing up, i sit and I watch

The carnival eaving town

There's no pretending that I'm not a fool

For riding around and around



Like the pictures you keep of your old wall of death

You showed me one time on the plane

But if it's all for nothing

All the road running,it's been in vain



I've a million miles of vagabond sky

Clocked up above the clouds

And i'm still your man for the roaming

For as long as there's roaming allowed

There'll be a rider and there'll be a wall

As long as the dream remains

And if it's all for nothing

All the road running it's been in vain



All the road running

All the road running