Capo 3rd fret
Standard (EADGBE)
When the ball has come unwound
It lays a tangled map all over the ground
And the clock spins like a toy
And you know its gonna fall
Just like the walls of Troy
When the doors are closed and the roads unpaved
Tickets read the same for the doomed and the saved
I call Hannah cause she might be the one to raise the setting sun
Cause she might be the one
I call Hannah cause she might be the one
Before the morning shows no light
On the handle of the door
Frozen thick with ice
And the slowly turning key
That draws the weary home
But sets that wagon free
Well theres clouds on the road
And ghosts in the air
The bridge is down
theres detours everywhere
But I call Hannah cause she might be the one
To raise the setting sun
Cause she might be the one
I call Hannah cause she might be the one
Well Hannah is her own small town
Shes Sunday afternoon with a carnival sound
She moves lightly through the day
She doesnt stop for rain
Well theres nothing in her way
When the numbers say that its all over
Someones crushed the very last four leaf clover
Well Ive still got a hand because I know her
And I call Hannah cause shell know where to go
To watch the melting snow
Shell know where to go
I call Hannah cause she might be the one to raise the setting sun
Cause she might be the one
I call Hannah cause she might be the one