Apron Strings
Apron strings
Hanging empty
Crazy things
My body tells me
I want someone to tie to my lonely
Apron strings
Apron strings
Waiting for you
Pretty things
That I could call you
I want someone to tie to my lonely
Apron strings
He'd look just like me when I was young
And I wonder as the days unwind
Will he have your eyes or mine
Then I wake up 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 own way
When you cry I'll be there
I'll sing to you and comb your hair