Apple Pie

Some days Im lonely
And some days Im 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
Ive been running round trying to 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 feel empty
And some days feel whole
Some day we can be in the same city
Some day well be grown and Ill be
Fine with packing up
Cardboard boxes filled and sad farewells
And Ill be fine with that goodbye
As long as I dont say goodbye to you as well
Cause every house looks the same in my dreams
Every house feels like home for a couple weeks
Ive been running round trying to 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
Lets rent a place
Two rooms and a window facing
Buildings and fire escapes
Might be no AC
A little bit cramped, but see if
Im with you its 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