George Jones - 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...I saw the writing on the wall