Lyric Anna Begins
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 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 "You re changing."
But we re always changing
It does not bother me to say this isn t love
Because if you don t want to talk about it then it isn t love
And I guess I m going to have to live with that
But, I m sure there s something in a shade of grey or something 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 yourself the things you tell yourself to make yourself
forget
I am not worried
"If it s love", she said, "then were gonna have to think about the
consequences"
She can t stop shaking and I can t stop touching 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 shaking leave me shuddering for days" she says
And I m not ready for this sort of thing
But I m not gonna break and I m not going to worry about it anymore
I m not gonna bend and I m not gonna break
I m not gonna worry about it anymore
It seems like I should say "as long as this is love..."
But it s not all that easy so maybe I should just:
Snap her up in a butter fly net and just pin her down on a photograph
album
I am not worried, I ve done this sort of thing before
But then I start to think about the consequences
Because 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
And every time she sneezes I believe it s it s love and
Oh lord.... I m not ready for this sort of thing
She s talking in her sleep
It s keeping 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 moving me along and Anna begins to fade away
It s chasing me away
She disappears and
Oh lord, I m not ready for this sort of thing
I am not worried I am not overly concerned
My friend implores me: "For one time only make an exception"
I am not 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 "You re changing."
But we re always changing
It does not bother me to say this isn t love
Because if you don t want to talk about it then it isn t love
And I guess I m going to have to live with that
But, I m sure there s something in a shade of grey or something 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 yourself the things you tell yourself to make yourself
forget
I am not worried
"If it s love", she said, "then were gonna have to think about the
consequences"
She can t stop shaking and I can t stop touching 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 shaking leave me shuddering for days" she says
And I m not ready for this sort of thing
But I m not gonna break and I m not going to worry about it anymore
I m not gonna bend and I m not gonna break
I m not gonna worry about it anymore
It seems like I should say "as long as this is love..."
But it s not all that easy so maybe I should just:
Snap her up in a butter fly net and just pin her down on a photograph
album
I am not worried, I ve done this sort of thing before
But then I start to think about the consequences
Because 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
And every time she sneezes I believe it s it s love and
Oh lord.... I m not ready for this sort of thing
She s talking in her sleep
It s keeping 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 moving me along and Anna begins to fade away
It s chasing me away
She disappears and
Oh lord, I m not ready for this sort of thing
