Anna Begins - Live At Chelsea Studios / 1997 Lyrics
| Song | Anna Begins - Live At Chelsea Studios / 1997 |
| Artist | Counting Crows |
| Album | Across A Wire - Live From New York |
| Download | 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 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 |
| 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 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 |
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