Anna Begins - Counting Crows

My friend assures me, "It's all or nothing"

I am not worried, I am not overly concerned

My friend implores me, "For one time only

Make an exception" I am not worried

Wrap her up in a package of lies

Send her off to a coconut island

I am not worried

I am not overly concerned

With the status of my emotions

Oh, she says, "Your changing"

But we're always changing

It does not bother me to say

This isn't love

'Cause if you don't wanna to talk about it

Then it isn't love

And I guess, I'm gonna have to live without

But I'm sure there's somethin' in a shade of gray

Or somethin' in between

And I can always change my name

If that's what you mean

My friend assures me, "It's all or nothing"

But I am not really worried

I am not overly concerned

You try to tell your self the things, you try tell your self

To make yourself forget, to make your self forget

I am not worried

"If it's love" She said

Then we've gonna have to think about the consequences

'Cause she can't stop shakin'

And I can't stop touchin' her

And this time when kindness falls like rain

It washes her away

And Anna begins to change her mind

"These seconds when I'm shakin'

Leave me shudderin' for days" She says

And I'm not ready for this sort of thing

But I'm not gonna break

And I'm not gonna worry about it anymore

I'm not gonna bend and I'm not gonna break

Gonna worry about it anymore

No, no, no, no, no

It seems like I should say

"As long as this is love"

But it's not all that easy so maybe I should

Snap her up in a butterfly net

And pin her down on a photograph album

I am not worried

'Cause you've done this sort of thing before

But then I start to think about the consequences

'Cause I don't get no sleep in a quiet room

And this time when kindness falls like rain

It washes me away

And Anna begins to change my mind

Every time she sneezes

I believe it's love

And oh, Lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing

She's talkin' in her sleep

It's keepin' me awake

And Anna begins to toss and turn

And every word is nonsense

But I understand

And oh, Lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing

Her kindness bangs a gong

It's movin' me along

And Anna begins to fade away

It's chasin' me away

She disappears

And oh, Lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing