Lyrics

It's too late to return to sender Open up and don't be scared Lay your heart on the line with me love For damaged goods, we make a pretty good pair Stranded on the back road all alone How'd we get here, I don't know Take my hand, who knows what we'll find Won't you be my nickel, I'll be your dime It's too late to return to sender Open up and don't be scared Lay your heart on the line with me love For damaged goods, we make a pretty good pair (hay) We shared the darkest nights of our souls I held my breath for the door to close Floodwater tears gonna wash us clean From the prettiest eyes that I've ever seen Send your love on a wing and a prayer Let's lose our baggage and I'll take you there It's too late to return to sender Open up and don't be scared To lay your heart on the line with me love For damaged goods, we make a pretty good pair (hay)
Writer(s): Edward A Jurdi, Gordon Sebastian Quist Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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