Widow - Tracedawn

Form the day you saw his face

You knew that he was yours

You saw your life in his blue eyes

No he sleeps the endless dream

Death always comes too soon

You linger your days counting out time

Wasting away crying in vain

Colours have turned to white and gray

You wait for your love to take you across again

Wasting away crying in vain

Colours have turned to white and gray

You wait for your love to take you across again