D A
A gardener told me some plants move
D A
But I could not believe it
Em G
Till me and Hannah Hunt
Em G
Saw crawling vines and weeping willows
Em G D A
As we made our way from Providence to Phoenix
D
A man of faith said
A D A
Hidden eyes could see what I was thinking
Em G
I just smiled and told him
Em G
That was only true of Hannah
Em G D A
And we glided on through Waverley and Lincoln
A Em
Our days were long our nights no longer
G D
Count the seconds watching hours
A Em
Though we live on the US dollar
G D A
You and me we got our own sense of time
D A
In Santa Barbara Hannah cried
D A
And missed those freezing beaches
Em G
And I walked into town
Em G
To buy some kindling for the fire
Em G D A
Hannah tore the New York Times up into pieces
A Em
If I can't trust you then damn it Hannah
G D
There's no future there's no answer
A Em
Though we live on the US dollar
G D A
You and me we got our own sense of time