歌曲 | Anna Begins - Live At Chelsea Studios / 1997 |
歌手 | Counting Crows |
专辑 | Across A Wire - Live From New York |
作词 : Bryson, Duritz, Hawkins, Holly ... | |
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 onlyMake 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 saidThen 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 saysAnd | |
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 shouldSnap 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 |
zuò cí : Bryson, Duritz, Hawkins, Holly ... | |
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 onlyMake 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 saidThen 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 saysAnd | |
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 shouldSnap 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 |