More songs by Billy Joel
Description
Guitar: Larry Carlton
Lyricist, Keyboards, Associated Performer, Composer: Billy Joel
Arranger, Accordion: Michael Omartian
Guitar: Richard Bennett
Guitar: Dean Parks
Drums: Ron Tutt
Banjo: Eric Weisberg
Banjo: Fred Heilbrun
Fiddle: Billy Armstrong
Background Vocal: The Creamers
Background Vocal: Susan Steward & Co.
Producer: Michael Stewart
Engineer: Ron Malo
Lyrics and translation
Original
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, '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
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, '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
And 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
You're my home