Grace, Come Back


Running through the streets of my neighborhood
yelling "Grace , come back. Grace, come back"
Right from the pages of a storybook,
yelling "Grace, come back. Grace, come back"
I don't even know you anymore
I don't even know you anymore
Up and down the street or my neighborhood

Running through the streets of my neighborhood
yelling "Grace , come back. Grace, come back"
Right from the pages of a storybook,
yelling "Grace, come back. Grace, come back"
I don't even know you anymore
I don't even know you anymore
Up and down the street or my neighborhood

And I can see you standing on the ocean,
your body gleaming
I'm standing on the shore with my arms open
But deep below the sea lies the wreckage
And the secrets the ocean is keeping, is keeping.

A carbon copy picture from my old year book
Only paperback, paperback
Picture perfect wedding with a shotgun look,
only Grace, come back. Grace, come back.
I don't even know you anymore
I don't want to know you anymore
When you said your gone, you meant you're gone for good.