By Billy Joel


When you look into my eyes and you see the crazy gypsy in my soul it always comes as a surprise when I feel my withered roots begin to grow.
Well I never had a place that I could call my very own but that's all right my love cuz you're my home.
When you touch my weary head and you tell me everything will be all right.
You say use my body for your bed and my love will keep you warm throughout the night.
Well
I'll never be a stranger and
I'll never be alone wherever we're together that's my home.
Home could be the
Pennsylvania turnpike
Indiana's early morning dew high up in the hills of
California home is just another word for you.
Well I never had a place that I could call my very own but that's all right my love cuz you're my home.
If I travel all my life and I never get stop and settle down long as I have you by my side there's a roof above and good walls all around.
You're my castle, you're my cabin and my instant pleasure dome. I need you in my house cuz you're my home,.. you're my home.

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