Widow's Walk My tears were sCreaming, My eyes were pleading, My heart retreating, Behind closed doors. The lightning Striking, The wind was trying To force the waves Onto the shore. Whatever made you leave this place Just to dissapear without a trace? Whatever made you think That I would be okay? Now it rains, day after day... But on the rooftop I stay, Looking out across the sea, Knowing you've made a widow of me.