(steve dale jones)

I cant imagine a symphony, without strings
And what good are tennis shoes, without strings
One without the other just cant be complete
What about us, what about you and me

Without strings, without ties
Thats the way you want us to be
But if theres nothin between us
Theres nothin between us
Without strings, without ties
Guess this is where we disagree
How can there be a you and me, without strings

You can call me old-fashioned, cause I sure am
And when I tell you I love you, well I sure do
I dont play games, I say what I mean
When I whisper in your ear
So what do we do, where do we go from here

Without strings, without ties
Thats the way you want us to be
But if theres nothin between us
Theres nothin between us
Without strings, without ties
Guess this is where we disagree
How can there be a you and me, without strings
How can there be a you and me, without strings