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    BILLY JOEL

    Piano Man 1973 ©

    You're My Home

    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.

    1973 ©

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