When baby comes runnin' home to me
and she will, she will,
I'll be waitin' patiently
until, until,
until the arms that used to hold me tight
warm me up to make me feel alright.
That's how I'll know that my baby's comin' home.
When baby comes runnin' home to me
and she will, she will,
I'll be waiting here, here to see
if she still, if she still,
if she still feels the way I do,
and my travelin' days are through.
That's how I'll know that my baby's comin' home.
I'm gonna hold her and treat her right
and make up for all the sleepless nights.
I don't care where she's comin' from
but if she tells me I'm the only one.
When baby comes runnin' home to me
and she will, she will,
I'll be waiting patiently
until, until,
until she tells me "baby, I love you"
and all my travelin' days are through.
That's when I'll know my baby's comin' home—
that's when I'll know my baby's comin' home—
that's when I'll know my baby's comin' home—
that's when I'll know my baby's comin' home...