Up In Smoke - 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