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's 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 night
And I dream that I can hold you
They fill us full of lies, everyone buys
'Bout what it means to be a soldier
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 mean to say is don't they pray
To the same God that we do?
Tell me how does God choose
Whose prayers does he refuse?
Who turns the key, who rolls the dice
On the day after tomorrow
I'm not fighting for justice
I am not fighting for freedom
I'm just fighting for my life here
And another day in the world, dear
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've lost here
I'll be 21 today
Been saving all my pay
And my plane, it will touch down
On the day after tomorrow