歌曲 | Anna Begins |
歌手 | Counting Crows |
专辑 | Films About Ghosts:The Best Of |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
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 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 about the status of my emotions, | |
Oh, she says, you're changing, we're always changing, | |
It does not bother me to say, this isn't love, | |
'Cause if you don't want to 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're going to have to think about the consequences, | |
And 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 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, | |
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, | |
And I don't get no sleep in a quiet room, | |
And then 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 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. |
zuo ci : 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 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 about the status of my emotions, | |
Oh, she says, you' re changing, we' re always changing, | |
It does not bother me to say, this isn' t love, | |
' Cause if you don' t want to 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' re going to have to think about the consequences, | |
And 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 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, | |
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, | |
And I don' t get no sleep in a quiet room, | |
And then 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 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. |
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 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 about the status of my emotions, | |
Oh, she says, you' re changing, we' re always changing, | |
It does not bother me to say, this isn' t love, | |
' Cause if you don' t want to 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' re going to have to think about the consequences, | |
And 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 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, | |
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, | |
And I don' t get no sleep in a quiet room, | |
And then 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 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. |