Thousands of miles from my personal Graceland Well I'm a long, long way from home Pretend your smiling face is right here by my side As I lean against the barstool on the floor I thought I'd write you a lovesong And I sang it to you over the phone You said: some things live and some stuff well, just die So by the time for the chorus you were just gone All so far from my personal Graceland I guess I'm never comin' home I turn around and see this well known smiling face Well the Devil says: just grab your stuff, let's go! I thought I'd write you a lovesong And I sang it to you over the phone You said: some things live and some stuff well, just die So by the time for the chorus you were just gone I thought I'd write you a lovesong And I sang it to you over the phone You said: some things live and some stuff well, just die So by the time for the chorus you were just gone Yeah, I write you a lovesong And I sang it to you over the phone You said: some things live and some stuff well, just die So by the time for the chorus you were just gone, oh yeah And by the time for the chorus you were just gone, oh yeah So by the time for the chorus you were just gone