Paving stones and clocks the wrong way round
Fuss and fight but never make us
Spanish breeze down streets of memories
So beautiful I wish I could see
I know what you're doing
Ain't no using me
I've been hiding
Tomorrow I'll be leaving
Till late I see the writing on the wall
The writing on the wall
Sleepless mind wide open
Eyes to dough
One red rose
Two smokes
I can't let go
Bright blue haze
Over the ties
That bind
To the night
Don't think I can leave the past behind
I know what you're doing
Ain't no using hiding
Tomorrow I'll be leaving
Till late I see the writing on the wall
They're writing on the wall
The writing on the wall
Oh the writing on the wall
Back to your beaches
You're left in my home
The running on the floor
Theyướced the dont
Back to my preach

The don't
Will no one know

Thank you.
Thank you.