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
 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


 everything but the girl, "Apron Strings