Writing On The Wall Lyrics - Singles - Mark Harris

I came home from work 

And she was waiting at the door 

Had that bad day look in her eyes 

And I heard the sound of her little feet 

Across the hardwood floor 

And I knelt down with my arms open wide 

When I asked her what had happened 

She pointed to our son and said 

"Why don't you show your daddy what you've done" 

And I could see the writing on the wall 

Evidence of little hands 

Picasso with a purple crayon 

And I tried to act upset 

But I was smiling through it all 

'Cause I could see the writing on the wall, yeah 

It was the first day of school 

Standing by the laundry door 

Wondering how third grade came so fast 

I took a ruler and a sharpie pen 

And I drew the line once more 

So amazed at how the time had passed 

With a backpack full of promise 

And wonder in her eyes 

I turned my head just so she wouldn't see me cry 

'Cause I could see the writing on the wall 

It seems no matter how I tried 

The pages of this life keep turning 

It's a roller coaster ride 

And even though I knew we had it all 

I could see the writing on the wall 

I got a cinematic memory 

Playing pictures of the past 

Adding to the story as we go 

'Cause every day I'm learning 

That tomorrow comes too fast 

So, I'm holding on to the only way I know 

Yeah, yeah, whoa 

I can see the writing on the wall 

It seems no matter how I tried 

The pages of this life keep turning 

I can't stop the hands of time 

Even though I knew we had it all 

I can see the writing on the wall 

Whoa, I can see the writing on the wall