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 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 just live that
But I'm sure I’m sure
There's something in a shade of gray
Or something in between
And I can always change my name
If that's what you mean
But 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 try tell yourself
To make yourself forget
To make yourself forget
I am not worried
If it's love she said
Then we’re gonna have to just think about
The consequences
But 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
Yeah these seconds when I’m shaking
Leave me shuddering for days
She says
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
Said I'm not gonna bend
And I'm not gonna break
And I'm not gonna
Worry about it
Anymore
Yeah it seems like I should say
Now as long as this is love
But it's not all that easy
So maybe I should just
Snap her up in a butterfly net
I could just pin her down on a photograph album
No I am not worried
Cause 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 think 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
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
