On the lawn under the garden wall at home
I heard about palmistry
When the girls arrived pretending to be seers
Who could tell my destiny

Twenty years now down the road
I'm there again and see some things have changed
While others stay the same
When I read between the lines
Beyond the fickle finger of my fate
Time is on my hands

They informed me that my lifeline was short
And for sure I'd be going soon
Didn't want to die before I'd reached my teens
So I cried all afternoon

Twenty years now down the road
I'm there again and see some things have changed
While others stay the same
When I read between the lines
Beyond the fickle finger of my fate
Time is on my hands