time on my hands
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
Im 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 Id be going soon
Didnt want to die before Id reached my teens
So I cried all afternoon
Twenty years now down the road
Im 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