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
  That's all right, 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
  Whenever we're together, that's my home
    Home can 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
  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.