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 alright, my love,
'cause 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 can be the Pennsylvania Turnpike,
Indiana's early morning dew, oh!
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
That's all right, my love
'Cause you're my home
If I travel all my life
And I never get to 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
'Cause you're my home
You're my home