The Fatherless And The Widow - Sixpence None The Richer

Fatherless and the widow

Stricken down by the hand of death

Grasping for security

Anticipation of the imminent next

Of the imminent next

The fatherless and the widow

Find their souls filled with fear

Her lover gone forever

His hand to hold is never coming back

Never coming back

Behind closed doors they cry their tears

Behind closed doors they reveal their fears

To the God in heaven above

To the God in heaven above