Anna Begins lyrics

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 live with that
But I`m sure there`s something in a shade of grey
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 try to tell yourself
To make yourself forget
I am not worried
`If it`s love,` she said `then we`re going to have to think about the consequences`
She can`t stop shaking
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 going to break
And I`m not going to worry about it anymore
I`m not going to bend
And I`m not going to break and
I`m not going to 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
Snap her up in a butterfly net
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...

The time when kindness falls like rain
It washes me away and
Anna begins to change my mind
And everytime she sneezes I beleive 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