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, "were changing."
  But were 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 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 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 said, "then were gonna have to think about the
  consequences"
  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 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