[Intro]

      


            
Some days I’m 

          
lonely, and so

            
me days I’m no

t,
            
Some days I am

          
 only, a littl

              
e bit sad, not

   
 a lot.
            
How do you, ho

            
w do you, make

  
 a home,
            
What to do, cu

            
s I never stay

   
 too long,


           
Every house lo

             
oks the same i

    
n my dreams,
           
Every house fe

              
els like home 

           
for a couple w


eeks,
            
I been runnin 

             
round tryna to

            
 find a place 

            
where I can br

eathe,
    
But me oh my,
              
I found you un

         
der an April s

ky,
            
And you feel l

              
ike, city life

             
, apple pie, b

       
aked just righ

t,
            
Home is wherev

          
er you are ton

ight.


          


            
Some days feel

         
 empty, and so

            
me days feel w

hole,

Some day we ca

n be in the sa

me city,
            
Some day we’ll

              
 be grown and 

             
I’ll be fine w

            
ith packing up

,
             
Cardboard boxe

           
s filled and s

          
ad farewells a

              
nd I’ll be fin

              
e with that go

    
odbye,
            
As long as I d

              
on’t say goodb

          
ye to you as w


ell.


            
Cus every hous

             
e looks the sa

       
me in my dream

s,
           
Every house fe

              
els like home 

            
for a couple w

  
eeks,
            
I been runnin 

             
round tryna to

              
 find a place 


where I can br

eathe,

But me oh my,

              
I found you un

          
der an April s

 
ky,
            
And you feel l

              
ike, city life

             
, apple pie, b

       
aked just righ

t,
            
Home is wherev

             
er you are ton

 
ight.


            
Let’s rent a p

             
lace, two room

              
s and a window

            
 facing buildi

           
ngs and fire e

       
scapes,
              
Might be no AC

             
, a little bit

              
 cramped but s

            
ee if I’m with

          
 you, it’s oka

   
y.

            
Me oh my, I fo

              
und you under 

      
an April sky,
            
And you feel l

              
ike city life,

            
 apple pie, ba

       
ked just right

,
             
Home is wherev

              
er you are ton

     
ight.