Anyone But You Lyrics - Saturday Nights And Sunday Mornings - Counting Crows

I'm always thinking of someone new 

I'm never sitting, okay with you 

There's always something else on my mind 

There's always something I can't find 

You think about anything you can 

I think about you 

I'll think about anything, it's true 

I'm almost perfect some of the time 

I'm also sinking some of the time 

I'm almost ready, yeah it's almost true 

For almost anyone but you 

You think about anything you can 

I think about you 

I'll think about everything, it's true, true, true 

I'm always sinking beneath the sand 

You're holding nothing in your hand 

You think about anything you can 

I think about you 

But I'll think about anything, it's true 

True, true, true, true, true 

True, true, true, true, true 

True, true, true, true, true