Counting Crows
Anyone But You
I’m always thinking of someone new
I’m never sitting okay with you
There’s always something else on my mind
There’s always something I can’t find
You think about anything you can
I think about you
I’ll think about anything
It’s true
I’m almost perfect some of the time
I’m also sinking some of the time
I’m almost ready
It’s almost true
For almost anyone but you
You think about anything you can
I think about you
I think about everything
It’s true
I’m always sinking beneath the sand
You’re holding nothing in your hand
You think about anything you can
I think about you
But I’ll think about anything
It’s true