INTRO:
I got your letter today
and I miss you all so much here
I can t wait to see you all
and I m counting the days here
I still believe that there s gold
at the end of the world
And I ll come home to Illinois
-
on the day after tomorrow
It is so hard and it s cold here
and I m tired of taking orders
And I miss old Rockford town
up by the Wisconsin border
What I miss, you won t believe
shoveling snow and raking leaves
And my plane will touch down
-
on the day after tomorrow
I close my eyes every nite
and I dream that I can hold you
They fill us full of lies, everyone buys
bout what it means to be a soldier
I still don t know how I m supposed to feel
bout all the blood that s been spilled
Will god on this throne get me back home
-
on the day after tomorrow
You can t deny, the other side
Don t want to die anymore then we do
What I m trying to say is don t they pray
to the same god that we do?
And tell me how does god choose
whose prayers does he refuse?
Who turns the wheel Who throws the dice
-
on the day after tomorrow
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....
I m not fighting, for justice
I am not fighting, for freedom
I am fighting, for my life
and another day in the world here
I just do what I ve been told
We re just the gravel on the road
And only the lucky ones come home
-
on the day after tomorrow
And the summer, it too will fade
and with it brings the winter s frost dear
And I know we too are made
of all the things that we have lost here
I ll be 21 today
I been saving all my pay
And my plane will touch down
-
on the day after tomorrow
And my plane will touch down
-
on the day after tomorrow
