Widow's Walk

This is where the widows walk, staring out across the ocean
This is where the widows wait, praying for their loved ones' safe return

But as the days pass by, our fragile hope begins to die

How long must we wait for, any kind of answer
How long must we weep for, 'til our tears have all run dry
How long must we grieve for, how long must we suffer...
How long must we mourn for, how much more of this can we endure?

Never knowing, never certain, if this will be our last goodbye
Never knowing, if this moment, will be the last one that we share

What were the last words that we spoke? Did we part in love or anger?
What would have changed if we had known? Is that why we seemed to linger?

How many tears have we all cried?
Not enough to drown our sorrow
How many years, how many have died?
Far away from those they loved the most
And who thinks of those they leave behind?
Watching the ocean and frozen in time

This is where the widows walk, staring out across the ocean
This is where the widows wait, praying for their loved ones' safe return
This is where they walk
This is where they wait
This is where they mourn
This is where they come to pray