Bic Runga - Gracie lyrics

Gracie takes the bottles from the porch where you had left them There are age-old drinks of wine you never shared. Drivin' down the motorway, with all the best intentions, She 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 till it's cold Her reflection in the window of the stars 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 mi-I-I-I-iles La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la