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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 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're gonna have to think about the consequences 'Cause 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 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 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 Just snap her up in a butterfly net Pin her down on a photograph album, 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 Everytime 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