Widows Walk — текст песни (Chris Foster)

Widows Walk

Words and music Chris Foster



The storm clouds draped on the horizon

An his love climbed the stairs so she could see

On the second story perch of her protection

She blew him a kiss as he wandered off to sea.



The captain told him be on board by morning

The catch is running now, he knew he had to go

In about a day she will see him coming home

Through the inlet where the boats go to and fro



I will wait for my love in the morning

I will wait for my love in the day.

From on top of the roof from my widows walk

Ill be wishing all your stormy clouds away



Sailors dance on mother natures cool clear waters

Spend the springtime of their lives in her fold

Sailors songs have been sung for thousands of years

But the widows storys rarely ever told



On cold dark nights shell linger up ---- to her rooftop

Grasp the wooden rail with boney shaky hands

The salty air caresses worried cheeks of sorrow

As she ask her God to help understand





I will wait for your love in the sunshine

I will wait for your love in the rain

From on top of the roof from my widows walk

I will wait for my love to come again



Solo



The time has come and gone for him to be home now

Another sleepless night upon her breast

Maybe its the season or maybe some bad weather

But either way I will not get my rest.



I will wait for my love in the springtime

I will wait for my love in the fall

From on top of the roof from my widows walk

Ill wait until I hear your angel call.



Copyright 2002 Chris Foster Music December 25, 2002