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