4 acessos
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...
I saw the writing on the wall