Anyone But You — Counting Crows

I'm always thinking Of someone new I'm never sitting Ok 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