Song # 8: Hannah & Her Sketchbook

Hannah is the 8th song in my alphabet of fictitious stories series... Hannah reminds me a few people I have know through my life... I think that people are drawn to artists (and musicians for that matter...) because in their art, they see a little glimpse of the way that they see the world.

I recorded this song very late at night, with the window open, playing softly...

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Hannah & Her Sketchbook

Hannah signed her name on the page...
On which she drew a picture of you
Charcoal on paper never looked better
Than when she handed that picture right to you
Hannah always carried that pencil
Was quick to capture what she'd see
And he Said, “ I must admit I kinda like...
What Hannah sees in me.”
He Said, “ I must admit I kinda like...
What Hannah sees in me.”

Oh sweet Hannah. She gets that look right in her eye
Oh sweet Hannah... It's like she is still surprises...
At what the pencil will do.
Her eyes sparkle as she draws pictures of you.
Her eyes sparkle as she draws pictures of you.

Hannah was always kind of shy
Never quite knowing what to say
She let her pictures do most of the talking
And you know was hard to complain
Because everything she draws is beautiful
Makes you envy the world that she sees
He Said, “ I must admit I kinda like...
What Hannah sees in me.”
He Said, “ I must admit I kinda like...
The way Hannah sees me.”

Hannah seems to see the world
In shades of black & white
Coffee, cream and her sketchbook
Makes for a wonderful night
Sometimes she will let me join her
Oh how I love those nights
I must admit I like the light...
in which Hannah sees me.
He Said, “ I must admit I kinda like...
The way Hannah sees me.”


(c) & (p) Daniel L. Vaillancourt (ASCAP)