She starts her day ready to face her mourning
Before the sun rise she climbs to the Widow's Walk
Looking above she reads the patterned stars
Masquerading sky of fortune the truth unfolds
The wind speaks while her heart is breaking
Clouds listen and allow the sun to shine
Sobbing echoes while the waves are crashing
The ocean absorbs her tears that fall from above
Pink Skies at night is the woman's delight on the Widow's Walk
Pink skies in the morning is the woman's warning on the Widow's Walk
Pink Skies at night is the woman's delight on the Widow's Walk
Pink skies in the morning is the woman's warning on the Widow's Walk
Praying while she waits until evening
Waiting for her mariner to come home
Though she knows there'll never be a greeting
She watches the sun set all alone
Hours pass through the sands that hold the time
Until the moon gives light that guides her way
Pacing the floor of the Widow's Walk
Her shadow stalks behind to comfort her faith
Pink Skies at night is the woman's delight on the Widow's Walk
Pink skies in the morning is the woman's warning on the Widow's Walk
Pink Skies at night is the woman's delight on the Widow's Walk
Pink skies in the morning is the woman's warning on the Widow's Walk
Waiting and watching
Waiting and watching
Waiting and watching on the Widow's Walk
Pink skies at night
Pink skies at night
On the Widow's Walk
Jason Paul - Widow's Walk Lyrics
Jason Paul - Widow's Walk Lyrics
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She starts her day ready to face her mourning
Before the sun rise she climbs to the Widow's Walk
Looking above she reads the patterned stars
Masquerading sky of fortune the truth unfolds
The wind speaks while her heart is breaking
Clouds listen and allow the sun to shine
Sobbing echoes while the waves are crashing
The ocean absorbs her tears that fall from above
Pink Skies at night is the woman's delight on the Widow's Walk
Pink skies in the morning is the woman's warning on the Widow's Walk
Pink Skies at night is the woman's delight on the Widow's Walk
Pink skies in the morning is the woman's warning on the Widow's Walk
Praying while she waits until evening
Waiting for her mariner to come home
Though she knows there'll never be a greeting
She watches the sun set all alone
Hours pass through the sands that hold the time
Until the moon gives light that guides her way
Pacing the floor of the Widow's Walk
Her shadow stalks behind to comfort her faith
Pink Skies at night is the woman's delight on the Widow's Walk
Pink skies in the morning is the woman's warning on the Widow's Walk
Pink Skies at night is the woman's delight on the Widow's Walk
Pink skies in the morning is the woman's warning on the Widow's Walk
Waiting and watching
Waiting and watching
Waiting and watching on the Widow's Walk
Pink skies at night
Pink skies at night
On the Widow's Walk
Before the sun rise she climbs to the Widow's Walk
Looking above she reads the patterned stars
Masquerading sky of fortune the truth unfolds
The wind speaks while her heart is breaking
Clouds listen and allow the sun to shine
Sobbing echoes while the waves are crashing
The ocean absorbs her tears that fall from above
Pink Skies at night is the woman's delight on the Widow's Walk
Pink skies in the morning is the woman's warning on the Widow's Walk
Pink Skies at night is the woman's delight on the Widow's Walk
Pink skies in the morning is the woman's warning on the Widow's Walk
Praying while she waits until evening
Waiting for her mariner to come home
Though she knows there'll never be a greeting
She watches the sun set all alone
Hours pass through the sands that hold the time
Until the moon gives light that guides her way
Pacing the floor of the Widow's Walk
Her shadow stalks behind to comfort her faith
Pink Skies at night is the woman's delight on the Widow's Walk
Pink skies in the morning is the woman's warning on the Widow's Walk
Pink Skies at night is the woman's delight on the Widow's Walk
Pink skies in the morning is the woman's warning on the Widow's Walk
Waiting and watching
Waiting and watching
Waiting and watching on the Widow's Walk
Pink skies at night
Pink skies at night
On the Widow's Walk
Writer: JACOB AARON SMITH
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Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, O/B/O DistroKid