Oct 22, 2004 12:38
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 him up in a package of lies, send him off to a coconut island
I am not worried, i am not overly concerned
With the status of my emotions
"Oh" he says, we're changing, but we're always changing
It does not bother me to say this isnt love
Because if you dont wanna talk about it then it isnt love
And i guess i'm going to have to live with that
But, i'm sure that theres something in a shade of gray
Or something in between
And i can always change my name if thats what you mean
My friend assures me "its 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 its love", he said, "then were gonna have to think about the consequences
He cant stop shaking and i cant stop touching him and....
This time when kindness falls like rain
It washes him away and Adam Begins to change his mind
"These seconds when i'm shaking leave me shuddering for days", he 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 going to bend, i'm not going to break and
I'm not gonna worry about it anymore
It seemslike i should say "as long as this is love..."
But it's not all that easy so maybe i should just
Snap him up in a butterfly net- pin him down on a photograph album
I am not worries, i've done this sort of thing before
But then i start to think about the consequences
Because i dont get no sleep in a quiet room and...
The time when kindness falls like rain
It washes me away and Adam Begins to change my mind
AND EVERYTIME HE SNEEZES I BELIEVE ITS LOVE
And oh lord... I'm not ready for this sort of thing
HE'S TALKIN IN HIS SLEEP, ITS KEEPIN ME AWAKE
And Adam Begins to toss and turn
And every word is nonsense but i understand it and
Oh Lord, i'm not ready for this sort of thing
His kindness bangs a gong, it's moving me along
And Adam Begins to fade away
It's chasing me away. He dissapears,
And oh lord, i'm not ready for this sort of thing