Sadly one Sunday, I waited and With flowers in my arms, for the grief I'd created I waited dreams like my heart were all broken The flowers were all dead and words were unspoken The grief that I knew was all consoling The beat of my heart was a bell that was tolling Saddest Sundays
Then came the Sunday when you came to find me They brought me church and I left you behind me My eyes would not see I wanted to love me The earth and the flowers of the lover me The bell tolled for me the wind whispered 'never' But you have loved and I bless you forever Last of all Sundays