The tarot is fate
 Said the gypsy queen
 And she beckoned me
 To glimpse the future she'd seen...
 
 She said, try to run away,
 You don't know what to do,
 Do you feel it's real,
 Do you believe it's true?
 When I lay the card down 
 Will it turn up the fool
 Will it turn up sorrow,
 Is there one there for you,
 
 For whom the bell tolls, It tolls for thee
 For whom the bell tolls, It tolls for thee
 
 Illusions are real
 Oh, illusions are real,
 And the dreams that you fear
 All come back to you
 And voice the scream and you hear
 
 She said, try to run away,
 You don't know what to do,
 Do you feel it's real,
 Do you believe it's true?
 When I lay the card down 
 Will it turn up the fool
 Will it turn up sorrow,
 Is there one there for you,
 
 For whom the bell tolls, It tolls for thee
 For whom the bell tolls, It tolls for thee