So I'm listening for the weather to predict the coming day
   Leave all thought of expectation to the weather man
   No it doesn't really matter what it is he has to say
   'Cause tomorrows keep on blowing in from somewhere
  
   All the people that I know in the apartments down below
   Busy with their starring roles in their own tragedies
  
   Sunlight sends you on your way
   And those restless thoughts that cling to yesterday
   Never be afraid of change
   I'll call you on the phone
   I hate to leave you on your own
   But I'm coming home today
  
   And this busy inner city
   Has got nothing much to say
   And I know how much you're hanging round the letterbox
   And I'm sure that as I'm writing
   You'll be somewhere on your way
   In a supermarket checkout or the restaurant
  
   I've been doing what I'm told
   I've been busy growing old
   And the days are getting cold but that's alright with me
  
   Sunlight sends you on your way
   And those restless thoughts that cling to yesterday
   Never be afraid of change
   I'll call you on the phone
   I hate to leave you on your own
   But I'm coming home today
   Yes I'm coming home today
  
   I've been doing what I'm told
   I've been busy growing old
   And the days are getting cold but that's alright with me
  
   Sunlight sends you on your way
   And those restless thoughts that cling to yesterday
   Never be afraid of change