The Hand

Here I am like the gypsy said

Several years before

Inside my hand lies my destiny

It lead me to your door



Don't ask me why

I do not know

I'm finding it hard to believe

The lines in my hand's where my future lies

But Lord am I being decieved



The secret pact the leaders kept

Hath brought war to the land

Just like the words that the gypsy spoke

This is where I stand



Don't ask me why

I do not know

I'm finding it hard to believe

The lines in my hand's where my future lies

But Lord am I being decieved



What can you do when your life's on the line

Like the gypsy had planned

You've got to make it your way

No matter what they say

Don't be a slave to the hand

You've got to understand the hand