Ray Lamontagne - Hannah lyrics

I lost all of my vanity

When I peered into the pool

I lost all of my innocence

When I fell in love with you

I never knew a man fall so far until I landed here

Where all of my wounds they turn into gold when I kissed your hair

Come to me, Hannah

Hannah, won't you come on to me?

I'll lay down this bottle of wine

If you just be kind to me

Ask her why she cries so loud

She will not say a word

Eyes like ice and hands that shake

She takes what she deserves

To celebrate her emptiness

In a cold and lonely room

Sweep the floor with your long flowered dress

If you cannot find a broom

Come to me, Hannah

Hannah, won't you come on to me?

I'll lay down this bottle of wine

If you just be kind to me

She got hair that flows right down

Right down to the backs of her knees

Her papa, he was a preaching man

And the Lord is hard to please

So he comes down from the Ozark hills to these very streets to roam

With a banjo and a bible and a fine thooth comb

Come to me, Hannah

Hannah, won't you come on to me?

I'll lay down this bottle of wine

If you just be kind to me

I'd walk one mile on this broken glass

To fall down at your feet

Mmm, you're the queen of the street

I climb the tree with my Hannahlee

My intentions, they were pure

Oh, the breeze did whip and I lost my grip

I tumbled towards the earth

Where you never would guess who it was that stood below

His name I will never tell

But his arms were clear

And his arms were strong

And caught me as I fell

Now come to me, Hannah

Hannah, won't you come on to me?

I'll lay down this bottle of wine

If you just be kind to me

I'd walk one mile on this broken glass

To fall down at your feet

Mmm you're the queen of the street

The queen of the street