Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I’m fairly local, I’ve been around I’ve seen the streets you're walking down I’m fairly local, good people now It’s the few, the proud, and the emotional Yo, this song will never be on the radio Even if my clique were to pick

You bring me up when I'm feeling down You do the things I've never done You make me wicked you make me wild You touch me deep you touch me right I've kissed the moon a million times I've even seen miracles But still haven't seen anything That amazes me

While we're living The dreams we have as children fade away They fade away away away I'll paint you the picture 'Cause I don't think You live round here no more I've never even seen The key to the door We only get what we will settle for

Well, I've traveled the mountains, and I've traveled the sea But a never in my traveling days Have I ever seen a little apple smile at me Laugh, oh laugh a little apple Autumn is waitin', you'd better be careful If it ever sees you wearing a frown So