There's writing on the wall,
and I'm feeling very small,
As I gaze up to the sky.
You won't look me in the eye.

The clouds are drifting past.
I can tell that we won't last.
You look down at the ground.
We don't make any sound.

I don't believe what you just said.
I wish that I were dead.
I start to walk away.
What happened to the day?

You don't come after me.
If only you could see,
the trouble you have caused.
My life has now been paused.

The wind blows me up high,
As I whisper my last goodbye.
I watched you from above.
How was this ever love?

I don't care what you might think.
Since then I have not slept a wink.
My poor mind is on the blink.
I cannot make the link.

I'm lying naked on the floor.
My eyes watching the front door.
Look what you've made me become.
I am nothing more than glum.

I try to find myself,
but it's high up on the shelf.
If I try to climb up there,
It will surely end in despair.

My fingers become my toes.
My eyes are now my nose.
I withdraw into my head.
I am as good as dead.