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Widow's
Words and music Chris

The storm clouds on the horizon
An his love the stairs so she could see
On the story perch of her protection
She blew him a as he wandered off to sea.

The captain told him be on board by
The is running now, he knew he had to go
In about a day she will see him home
Through the inlet the boats go to and fro

I will wait for my in the morning
I wait for my love in the day.
From on top of the roof from my walk
I'll be all your stormy clouds away

Sailors on mother natures cool clear waters
Spend the springtime of lives in her fold
Sailors have been sung for thousands of years
But the story's rarely ever told

On cold dark nights she'll linger up to her rooftop
Grasp the rail with boney shaky hands
The salty air caresses worried cheeks of
As she ask her God to help

I will wait for your love in the
I wait for your love in the rain
on top of the roof from my widow's walk
I will wait for my love to come

The time has come and for him to be home now
sleepless night upon her breast
Maybe it's the season or maybe bad weather
But either way I not get my rest.

I wait for my love in the springtime
I will wait for my love in the
From on top of the roof my widows walk
wait until I hear your angel call.

Copyright 2002 Chris Music December 25, 2002