Writing on the Wall
So the writing was on the wall
But yet I didn’t read it all
It was there. I wish I had
I didn’t. I really should have
But I’m reading it now you’re gone
Is that what you wanted all along?
May be you had to go and not stay
You wanted me to read the words you couldn’t say?
They were always there for me to see
Is that you wanted from me?
I could have read them and helped you through
You must know I could have helped you
Strange that they are now so clear
But they don’t keep you here
If only you had said the words to me
We’d still be together like it was meant to be
If only you had shared what was going on
You’d still be here and not gone
If only you had told me what to do
Then it wouldn’t be the end of me and you
So, I’ve read the wall but I don’t understand
I would have just held your hand
But the writing is so unclear
If I understood, may be you would still be here
You really cold have trust me
Why didn’t you see?
We could have read the words together
If we had, you would be here forever
Sometimes I really can’t breathe
And I actually don’t know how to grieve
But the writing on the wall, I didn’t see
It really was the end of you and me
So, what if I’d written on the wall
Would have read my words at all
But I would have trusted you with what I wanted to say
And I would have wanted to be you. To stay
May be you had to go for me to listen
But this is now, and that was then
If only you had given me a clue
The writing would have told me what to do
So now I don’t know what to do
I really, really miss me and you
I didn’t read the writing on the wall
I want you here with me. That’s all.
