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