Idaho

Well I went to a church in Idaho
I swear I thought you'd be there
But none the less that's your old address
And you'd moved long before

Too little to late
Don't run if you can't help me
I won't wait
For you to come back to me

Then I went into the thrift store
And I saw that dress you'd liked
For a mere ten dollars that you gave father
You'd sold it all for me

Too little to late
Don't run if you can't help me
I won't wait
For you to come back to me

So I'll chase you down that old brick road
Breaking all the rules that are set in stone
Then I'll fly away to Australia just to settle down



Credits
Writer(s): Logan White
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