Sometimes I wish I had a farm Where the only pollution is your cigarettes Where your mind is clear. But I like it here in my small space. New York's the place where the sidewalks know my face
My apartment, the home where I hide Away from all the darkness outside.
Bikes ride to the park and city pools. It's summer now; empty the school. Fly home to my cat on the F train.
My apartment, the home where I hide Away from all the darkness outside.
I'm there in my apartment, the home where I hide Away from all the darkness outside.