In from the Past

Just like some to be playing the game Always on the lookout for fortune and fame They've said you could never change your name And that is something you would not explain The tarot card reader claims to know your fate Once you thought you could change but now it's too late Nothing more to do but retaliate Against all it is to which you can't relate Sometimes there will be those debts to repay Yet if one is lucky they will just fade away And then there will be other games for to play When all of the rules will come from yesterday Then, again, you might just return by design You could say you had simply been given a sign It had come when all the stars happened to align But then, maybe, the past was just not your time