I got your letter today   And I miss you oh so much here   I can't wait to see you all   And I'm counting the days, dear   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 ol' 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   About what it means to be a soldier   I still don't know how I'm supposed to feel   About all the blood that's been spilled   Will God on his throne    Get me back home   On the day after tomorrow      You can't deny, the other side   Don't want to die anymore than 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?   Who's prayers does he refuse?   Who turns the wheel, who throws the dice   On the day after tomorrow      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 twenty-one today,   I've been saving all my pay   And my plane will touch down   On the day after tomorrow      And my plane   It will touch down   On the day after tomorrow