Writing on the Wall

She was holding back the tears

As I packed up the last few years

And said I'm tired of being so tied down

I'm sure the kids will understand

That daddy's making other plans

I grabbed my bags and I was free and bound.

And then I saw the writing on the wall

It said we love you daddy most of all

There in purple crayons scrabbled knee high in the hall

I saw the writing on the wall.

In the new world of being free

Their mem'ries starting haunting me

I headed home as fast as I could

I still picked the same old door

But no one live there anymore

And that tender message made my teardrops flow.

And then I saw the writing on the wall

It said we love you daddy most of all

There in purple crayons scrabbled knee high in the hall

I saw the writing on the wall.

I saw the writing on the wall...