anyone but you

Counting Crows

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
Yeah, it's almost true
For almost anyone but you

You think about
Anything you can
I think about you
I'll 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