Apple Pie - Remastered
It's the rain cloud
In a cerulean sky
It's the thing you didn't think you had to deal with anymore
Waiting out there
In the cold left out to dry
It's the way you told me you don't think about us anymore
And I wanna see you there on the stage by my side
And down these gravel roads once again I will drive
Your condescending charity, it eats me alive
But you're my holidays and my warm apple pie
It's the desperate glow
In your rose gold sunset eyes
Hold your bleeding hands in mine
Let's pray together for a better life
Thoughts swirl in my mind
Obsessive all the time
I lie and say I'm fine
I just wish that you were mine
And I wanna see you there on the stage by my side
And down these gravel roads once again I will drive
Your condescending charity, it eats me alive
But you're my holidays and my warm apple pie
And I wanna see you there on the stage by my side
And down these gravel roads once again I will drive
Your condescending charity, it eats me alive
But you're my holidays and my warm apple pie
Faraway traveler
Cosmic locks in your hair
I come home, you're still gone
Is there a happy after?
You're the house I grew up in
Presents and hot chocolate
Memories of decent times
Fading in the back of my mind
In a cerulean sky
It's the thing you didn't think you had to deal with anymore
Waiting out there
In the cold left out to dry
It's the way you told me you don't think about us anymore
And I wanna see you there on the stage by my side
And down these gravel roads once again I will drive
Your condescending charity, it eats me alive
But you're my holidays and my warm apple pie
It's the desperate glow
In your rose gold sunset eyes
Hold your bleeding hands in mine
Let's pray together for a better life
Thoughts swirl in my mind
Obsessive all the time
I lie and say I'm fine
I just wish that you were mine
And I wanna see you there on the stage by my side
And down these gravel roads once again I will drive
Your condescending charity, it eats me alive
But you're my holidays and my warm apple pie
And I wanna see you there on the stage by my side
And down these gravel roads once again I will drive
Your condescending charity, it eats me alive
But you're my holidays and my warm apple pie
Faraway traveler
Cosmic locks in your hair
I come home, you're still gone
Is there a happy after?
You're the house I grew up in
Presents and hot chocolate
Memories of decent times
Fading in the back of my mind
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Geleta
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