Karaoké Anna Begins 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 You're changing

But we're always changing

It does not bother me to say

This isn't love 'cos if you don't wanna talk about it then it isn't love

And I guess I'm gonna have to live with that but 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

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

To make yourself forget

I am not worried

If it's love she said

Then we've gonna have to think about the consequences 'cos 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 gonna worry about it anymore

I'm not gonna bend

And I'm not gonna break

I'm not 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 'cos I've done this sort of thing before

But then I start to think about the consequences 'cos 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 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