From The Turn Of A Card

Tell me what you would say, when things aren’t going our way
Tell me what can you see, when you’re not here next to me
If you look, can you find, the questions that I left behind
If you ask, they will tell, that things will soon turn out well
Why can’t I see, what you see
You tell me to open my mind, for signs to which I seem blind
Turning the pictures my way, to show me the message that they say
If you look, you can read, the answers to all that you need
If you listen, they will tell, that things could soon start to gel
Why can’t I see, what you see
Why can’t I see, what you see
From the turn of a card
From the turn of a card
I’m starting to now understand, how cards you dealt from a hand
Can help to show you the way, stranger than words can say
If you look, you can learn, from pictures and colours that turn
Around in your mind, and worries are soon left behind
Now I can see, what you see
Now I can see, what you see
From the turn of a card
From the turn of a card
From the turn of a card
From the turn of a card