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...