Used to be so innocent,
thought I'd never change.
Victim of the feeling then,
fighting every day.
Nothing here is permanent;
we all just fade away.
The writing’s on the wall,
the stories I've been told,
I'm crying cause I know you won't be here too long.
The writing's on the wall,
I'm bracing for the fall.
So now if it's not too late to ask for more,
I hope that you will find what you were looking for.
You and I were dreaming like
we could’ve seen the other side.
With all the mess of ignorance,
but dreaming never hides.
That nothing here is permanent,
we're running out of time.
The writing's on the wall,
the stories I've been told,
I’m crying cause I know you won't be here too long.
The writing's on the wall,
I'm bracing for the fall.
So now if it's not too late to ask for more,
I hope that you will find what you were looking for.
I try to forget
but the memory takes its toll.
Can't control it,
how does this happen to us all?
How do I go on
in a world where you are gone?
Cold and heartless,
find the will to carry on.
The writing’s on the wall,
the stories I've been told,
I'm crying cause I know you won't be here too long.
The writing’s on the wall,
I'm bracing for the fall.
So now if it's not too late to ask for more,
I hope that you will find what you were looking for.