Hannah

All of this

Feels so temporary

The late afternoon

Drivin' across the prairie

What the hell are we doing

Spendin' every dollar we have?

With no time to slow down

And no guts to go back

Hannah, Hannah, Hannah

I'm sorry about all of this

But give just a minute

To sort out everything

And I will, I will

And I know the freeway

Leaves much to be desired

And I'd trade a little color

For all these telephone wires

There are things I want to show you

But I might not get the chance

So, I could never blame you, no

For makin' other plans

Hannah, Hannah, Hannah

I'm sorry about all of this

But give just a minute

To sort out everything

And I will

Hannah, Hannah, Hannah

I'm sorry about all of this

But give me just a minute

To sort out everything

And I will, I will