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
Your baby looks
just like you
when you were young
And he looks at me
with eyes that shined
And I wish that
he were mine
Then I go home
with my eyes
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 and
You'd be happy
wrapped in my
apron strings
You'd be happy
wrapped in my
apron strings