Hannah lyrics

All of this Feels so temporary Late afternoon Driving across the prairies What the hell are we doing Spending every dollar we have? With no time to slow down And no guts to go back But Hannah, Hannah, Hannah I'm sorry about all of this So give me just a minute To sort out everything And I will I will Know the freeway Leaves much to be desired And I'd trade a little colour 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 For making other plans And Hannah, Hannah, Hannah I'm sorry about all of this So give me just a minute To sort out everything And I will And Hannah, Hannah, Hannah I'm sorry about all of this So give me just a minute To sort out everything And I will