Could we all be dreaming  Of the suffering forming clouds on our feelings  Could the wars be in our heads  Could our children be safe in their beds  Oh, where will I be when I wake up?    Oh, will I be reurning home  Or to the questions burning a hole in my heart that is turning to stone  When I wake up  Where will I return?    Could this be our punishment?  The floods and fires, the bombs and liars  For our Mother's discontent  Could production be a slave?  To the devil on a full rampage  Oh where will I be when I wake up?    Oh, will I be reurning home  Or to the questions burning a hole in my heart that is turning to stone  When I wake up  Where will I return?    Where will I return?    Oh, will I be reurning home  Or to the questions burning a hole in my heart that is turning to stone  When I wake up  Where will I return?    these lyrics are submitted by dd