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