Each year starts too late,
it's getting too cold to find a way up.
I couldn't do much more than
listen to the clock.
This month has been the longest one,
but March is comming up, is right on the doorstep.
I wanted to fix everything at once,
I had no time. I had no time.
Waitin' my own preaching from
somebody's mouth, to hear it again?
Just words and words, if it wasn't true.
“I had no time, I had no time.”
If our only difference is that,
where do I start?
I wish it were that easy,
wearing a coat inside out,
This year will start on March 1
but it's ok, it's gonna start...
This year starts on March 1
but it's ok, it starts...
This year starts on April 1
but it's ok, it starts...
This year starts on May 1
but it's ok, it starts...
This year starts on June 1
but it's ok, it starts...