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 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