Bic Runga - Gracie lyrics

Gracie takes the bottles from the porch
We you had left them
There are age old dregs of
Wine you never shared
Drivin' down the motorway
With all the best intentions
She's a picture of perfection with
Her cut and coloured hair

But, it's you she thinks of in
The hours while she's awake
She takes her lipstick from her
Case to make a smile
You she thinks of when she
Thinks of her mistakes
Regrets, an open road that
Streches out for miles

Coffee pots and bottle tops
And all of this disorder
She soaks the plates in the
Dishwater 'til it's cold
Her reflection in the windows of
The stores around the corner
Walk beside her as she's
Stridin' down the road

But, it's you she thinks of in
The hours while she's awake
She takes her lipstick from her
Case to make a smile
You she thinks of when she
Thinks of her mistakes
Regrets, an open road that
Streches out for miles

Lalalalalalalala, lalalalalalala
Lalalalalalala, lalalalalalala

Lalalalalalala

You, she thinks of in the
Hours while she's awake
She takes her lipstick from her
Case to make a smile
You she thinks of when she
Thinks of her mistakes
Regrets, an open road that
Streches out for miles