Текст песни Bic Runga - Gracie
Bic Runga - Gracie слова песни
Gracie takes the bottles from the porch where you have 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 cotton colored hair
But its 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
Regret`s an open road that stretches out for miles
Coffee pots and bottles cups and all of this disorder
She soaks the plates in the dishwater `till it`s cold
Her reflection in the windows of the stores 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 case to make a smile
You she thinks of when she thinks of her mistakes
Regret`s an open road that stretches out for miles
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But its 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
Regret`s an open road that stretches out for miles