Patron Saint Of The Dollar Store

Lyrics

Oh the past In present time Seems to find a friend in me Oh she sings A sweet bye and bye That's love's abiding melody Like how I'd never seen You laugh that hard before 'Til I said I'm your Patron Saint of the Dollar Store Oh and if I catch hell If I'm met with harm Know I found heaven Lying in a woman's arms I guess all this to say No trace of your love Is ev'r lost on me I'll cash that ticket for a plane back home But I'll pass on any window view Unbind this heart meant to roam Untwine the sweet words I heard from you Now I'm back to my answering machine You know it's all filled up Where I've been a harvester of sound From the people I love Oh and thirty-two missed calls But that's just Tim there checking in Right before your sad and long goodbye Guess I'll hit replay again All this to say no trace of your love I guess all this to say no trace of your love Is ev'r lost on me