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