Billy Joel Home and what it means to me

The Gallery theme this week is Home.

I have lived in many places. By the age of one, I had lived in four places including a convent. Perhaps there is traveller in my soul as at last count, I have resided in 34 homes including on the road in a camper van one mad Summer.

So for me, I am clear that a place does not make a home. If you don’t want to enter a deeply nauseous state, I suggest you read no further.

One day, I was in the car chattering away when Him Indoors told me to shut up. I started telling him not to speak to me like that when he said. “No, I mean, listen to this song because it expresses exactly how I feel about you”. It was Billy Joel and here are the lyrics that so impressed my Other Half.

Billy Joel 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
but that’s all right my love
cuz 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 could 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 cuz you’re my home

If i travel all my life
and i never get 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
cuz you’re my home,..
you’re my home.

Him Indoors is not very good at expressing his feelings but he said that this song just about sums up our relationship for him. As for me being shallow, I particularly liked the idea of being an instant pleasure dome.

As I thought about it, I remembered Mum and Dad used to play this song a lot and it actually has pretty much the same meaning to the Billy Joel one.

You placed gold on my finger
You brought love like I’ve never known
You gave life to our children
And to me a reason to go on.

You’re my bread when I’m hungry
You’re my shelter from troubled winds
You’re my anchor in life’s ocean
But most of all you’re my best friend.

When I need hope and inspiration
You’re always strong when I’m tired and weak
I could search This whole world over
You’ll still be everything that I need.

You’re my bread when I’m hungry
You’re my shelter from troubled winds
You’re my anchor in life’s ocean
But most of all you’re my best friend.

You’re my bread when I’m hungry
You’re my shelter from troubled winds
You’re my anchor in life’s ocean
But most of all you’re my best friend…

Him Indoors likes to sit in “his” chair.

When my Mum died, I spoke to Dad and said one of the worst bits was turning to the phone to ring her and then realising there was no point. He said to me “Imagine how often I turn to “her” chair to tell her something and it is empty”.

What am I saying? That despite being possibly the least romantic couple in the world that Him Indoors remains in his chair perceiving me to be his “home” for a long time yet.

Home is wherever Him Indoors lays his hat for me too. Shhhh! Don’t tell him.

With love from the Striking Mum x

2 Comments

  1. caughtwriting September 29, 2011 / 1:41 pm

    I like this piece because you express similar feelings about home to those that I hold (just finished but not published my piece yet). Love both the songs you quote, beautiful words that clearly mean a lot. I love the idea of home being where a person is, wherever that may be.

  2. storminakcup September 29, 2011 / 7:54 pm

    beautiful song, great post! That chair looks comfy x

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