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 grab my bags and I was freedom bound
And then I saw the writing on the wall
It said, "We love you daddy most of all"
There in purple crayons, scribbled knee high in the hall
I saw the writing on the wall
When the wore off, of being free
Their memories started haunting me
I headed home as fast as I could go
My keys still fit that same ol' door
But no one lived there anymore
And that tender message made my tear drops flow
And then I saw the writing on the wall
It said, "We love you daddy most of all"
There in purple crayons, scribbled knee high in the hall
I saw the writing on the wall, I saw the writing on the wall