Hannah Rose, your hair is long. I know it will be longer in the fall. You've come so far to strike your pose. You've done too much to sing your old songs. And they would keep us up. We could of stayed that young.
Oh every time that I come home. Something is changing in your room. Your bed's unmade you've pitched your dolls. And you are with someone on the phone. I want to lift you up Like when you were young. And now you're all grown up. You got your makeup on.
Your beauty grows as I grow old. And you don't try to fit the mold. You are as true as they can come. You are the only innocent one. Wish I could take it back. When I was always gone. And now you're all grown up. You got your makeup on. And now I won't look back. To when I was wrong.
Hannah Rose I'm trying hard. To make up for all the time we lost.