Apron red and white is tied tightly round her waist
Sunlight goes behind the hill, draining from her face
How long, how long, she will wait
Night may come but he's never late

Go tomorrow, gone today
Her heart's sorrow is wasting away

Every night there's one more thing packed into her bag
Hidden in the closet, safe, everything she has
Go tomorrow, gone today
Her heart's sorrow is wasting away

Love it pulls her, love she's got
Love she is and love he is not

Apron red and white is tied tightly round her waist
Sunlight goes behind the hill, draining from her face