urn on all the Christmas lights Cause baby's coming home tonight I can hear her footsteps in the street Turn the choral music higher Pile more wood upon the fire That should make the atmosphere complete I've had to wait forever But better late than never She's just in time for me She's right on time She's right where she should be She's right on time I'm a man with so much tension Far too many sins to mention She don't have to take it anymore But since she said she's coming home I've torn out all my telephones Soon she will be walking through that door I may be going nowhere But I don't mind if she's there She's just in time for me She's right on time She's right where she should be She's right on time Left to my own device I can always make believe That there's nothing wrong Still I will chose to live In the complicated world That we shared for so long Good or bad Right or wrong And it occured to me While I set up my Christmas tree She never missed a cue Or lost a beat Everytime I lost the meter