Vārdi: Ben Kweller. On My Way. My Apartment.

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

As I walk to my apartment, the home where I hide
Away from all the darkness outside
In my apartment, the home where I hide
Away from all the darkness outside
I'm there all the time

Bikes ride to the park and city pools
It's summer now, empty the school
Fly home to my cat on the F-Train
I'm protected from pain

When I'm in my apartment, the home where I hide
Away from all the darkness outside
In my apartment, the home where I hide
Away from all the darkness outside
I'm there all the time
I'm there all the time
I'm there all the time, time that's right

I'm there all the time
I'm there all the time
I'm there all the time
(Time, time, time, time)
I'm there all the time
(Time, time, time, time)
I'm there all the time
(Time, time, time, time)

I'm there in my apartment, the home where I hide
Away from all the darkness outside
In my apartment, the home where I hide
Away from all the darkness outside
I'm there all the time