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 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 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 gonna break 
And I'm not going to worry about it anymore 
I'm not gonna bend. And I'm not gonna break and 
I'm not gonna worry about it anymore 
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 
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... 
The time when kindness falls like rain 
it washes me away and Anna begins 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 dissappears, and oh lord I'm not ready for this sort of thing