كلمات Quarter To Three

I started off at quarter to three What did that mean to me I tie my hands I waste my time Sleeping on the bottom line I bite my nails to the quick It's the kind of thing that makes me sick I'm shaking at the break of may In april lives another day Cause every time I look around I'm seeing other towns and they sound like dust Their colors rust But they're still here The endings seem to fall in place I'm saving what I can for grace But I started off at quarter to three And no it meant nothing to me Cause every time I look around I'm seeing other towns and they sound like dust Their colors rust But they're still here