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've been running '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, oh-oh And some days feel whole 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 with that goodbye As long as I don't say goodbye to you as well 'Cause every house looks the same in my dreams Every house feels like home For a couple weeks I've been running '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