Gracie Lyrics

Gracie takes the bottles from the porch where you have left them�
They are age old drinks of wine and wishin'�
Drivin' down the monorail with all the best intentions�
She's a picture of perfection with her cotton colored hair�
But its you she thinks of in the hours while she's awake�
She takes her lipstick from her Kleenex to make a smile�
You she thinks of when she thinks of her mistakes�
Regrets an open road that stretches out for miles�
Coffee pots and bottles cups and all of this disorder�
She soaks her plates in the dishwater till its cold�
Her reflection in the windows of the stars around the corner�
Walk beside her while she's striding down the road�

But its you she thinks of in the hours while she's awake�
She takes her lipstick from her Kleenex to make a smile�
You thinks of when she thinks of her mistakes�
Regrets an open road that stretches out for miles�

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You she thinks of in the hours while shes awake�
She takes her lipstick from her kleenex to make a smile�
You thinks of when she thinks of her mistakes�
Regrets an open road that stretches out for miles