Anna Begins Lyrics - August And Everything After - 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