Apron Strings

Apron strings

Hanging empty

Crazy things

My body tells me

I want someone to tie to my

Apron strings



Apron strings

Waiting for you

Pretty things

That I could call you

I want someone to tie to my lonely

Apron strings



A baby looks just like you when you were young

And he looks at me with eyes that shine

And I wish that he were mine

Then I go home to my



Apron strings

Cold and lonely

For time brings

Thoughts that only

Will be quiet when someone clings to my

Apron strings



And I'll be perfect in my way

When you cry I will be there

I'll sing to you and comb your hair

All your troubles I will share



For apron strings

Can be used for other things

Than what they're meant for

You'd be happy wrapped in my

Apron strings



You'd be happy wrapped in my

Apron strings