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
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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

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