I'm comin' home,   I'm comin',   I'm comin' home,   I'm comin',     So wrap you hands around me darlin,   Just so you know,   I'm commin' down around you darlin',   We've never looked this beautiful,     Ever,   I'll be,   Your sweet,   December,   (Oh oh oh oh)  I don't need you when I've got my pride.    So can't you see,   Everything you are belongs  To me.    The city lights were fading,   I saw her on the pavement,   Dressed in black and white,   her wrongs,   The station played her favourite song,     She said,   I don't think I remember,   A taste as sweet as this December,   And I kno-o-o-ow,   I'm comin' home,   I'm comin' home,     So wrap,   Your arms around me,   I'm comin' home,   I'm comin' home,     To be,   Your sweet,   December.    So can't you see,   That everything you are belongs  To me.    The city lights were fading,   I saw her on the pavement,   Dressed in black and white,   her wrongs,   The station played her favourite song,     She said,   I don't think I remember,   A taste as sweet as this December,   And I kno-o-o-ow,   I'm comin' home,   I'm comin' home!     YEAH!     Da-da-da-da-da    So can't you see,   That everything you are belongs  To me.    The city lights were fading,   I saw her on the pavement,   Dressed in black and white,   her wrongs,   The station played her favourite song,     She said,   I don't think I remember,   A taste as sweet as this December,   And I kno-o-o-ow,   I'm comin' home,   I'm comin' home,     To be your sweet December.          i love andy clemmensen ;D    these lyrics are submitted by kat