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.