Anna Begins

Un chico estadounidense conoce a una chica australiana en un viaje por Europa y hacen lo más estúpido que pueden hacer, enamorarse (estúpido por la geografía), finalmente pasó lo que tenía que pasar las vacaciones terminaron, cada uno regreso a su casa y ya no se volvieron a ver. Este chico es músico y con el tiempo escribió una canción sobre ella. El nombre de la canción: Anna Begins; el del chico: Adam Duritz, vocalista de Counting Crows. Eventualmente pudo comunicarse con la chica, ya estaba casada y tenía hijos, pero le dijo que le gustó la canción...

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
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 grey,
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 I am not worried
"If it's love," she said,
"then we're going to have to think about the consequences."
She can't stop shaking
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 going to break and
I'm not going to worry about it anymore
I'm not going to bend,
and I'm not going to break
and I'm not going to 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
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 k indness falls like rain
It washes me away
and Anna begin s to change my mind
And eve rytime she
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.

Counting Crows.