Hour Glass — текст песни (Elton John)

I`m just sitting counting all the cobwebs
And wondering just when you`ll come along
You said that you`d be here an hour ago
But an hour ago is hours ago from then

No, and I don`t know what to do
I`m drawing crazy patterns on my shoe
And the sand in the hour glass slips on by

Light another cigarette, watch the burning glow
Catching spiders in my hand, and then I let them go
Imagine pictures on the wall, watch the insects where they crawl
They don`t care about you and I`ve nothing to do

Maybe the bus didn`t get there on time
Maybe the train doesn`t run on that line for some reason
And she might not come
Because she doesn`t want to see you again
No no no, that can`t be true
And I`ve got nothing to do