Apple Pie

Some days I’m lonely
And some days I’m not
Some days I am only
A little bit sad, not a lot

How do you
How do you make a home?
What to do
Cause I never stay too long

Every house looks the same
In my dreams
Every house feels like home
For a couple weeks
I been runnin’ ‘round
Tryna find a place where I can breathe
But me oh my
I found you
Under an april sky
And you feel like
City life, apple pie baked just right
Home is wherever you are tonight

Some days I feel empty
Some days I feel home
Some day we can be in the same city
Some day we’ll be grown and I’ll be fine
With packing up, cardboard boxes filled and sad farewells
And I’ll be fine, we’ll pack a bag
As long as I can say goodbye to you as well

Every house looks the same
In my dreams
Every house feels like home
For a couple weeks
I been runnin’ ‘round
Tryna find a place where I can breathe
But me oh my
I found you
Under an april sky
And you feel like
City life, apple pie baked just right
Home is wherever you are tonight

Let’s rent a place
Two rooms with windows facing
Buildings and fire escapes
Might be no AC
A little bit cramped
But see, if I’m with you, it’s okay

Me oh my
I found you under an april sky
And you feel like
City life, apple pie baked just right
Home is wherever you are tonight