It's alright, baby's coming back And I don't really care where he's been It's alright, baby's coming back And I won't turn him around this time
I'll be your cliff You can fall down from me I'll be your ledge You can lean upon me I'll be your bridge Your flowering tree You can still depend on me
And I'll be the ticking of your clock And I'll be the numbers on your watch And I'll be your hands to stop the time I'll even be your danger sign
It's alright, baby's coming back
And I don't really care where he's been It's alright, baby's coming back And I won't turn him around this time Copy paste is a sin, always on the run is better And I'll be your grace, your dignity And I'll be your night, your destiny And I'll be your comfort and your ease I will be your storm at seas
And I'll be your sharp intake of breath And I'll be your work, I'll take no rest And when the world falls to decline I'll be yours and you'll be mine
It's alright, baby's coming back And I don't really care where he's been