Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
I'm coming home tomorrow, my work here's almost done
Now all I have is sorrow for in time, we all go up in smoke
I'm coming home tomorrow, I've given back my gun
For all I own is borrowed and in time, we all go up in smoke
We all go up in smoke
Silently as my tears flow, this fear keeps on burning
As I sleep and the winds blow, to you I'm returning
I'm coming home tomorrow, I'll never meet my son
I am a local hero, but in time, we all go up in smoke
Silently as my tears flow, my soul keeps on yearning
As I sleep and the winds blow, this world keeps on turning
I'm coming home tomorrow, my work here is all done
Now all I have is sorrow for in time, we all go up in smoke
We all go up in smoke