Sadly one Sunday, waited and waited With flowers in my arms, for the grief I'd created I waited 'til dreams my heart were all broken The flowers were dead and the words were unspoken The grief that I knew was beyond 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 to church and left you behind me My eyes would not see what I wanted to love me The earth and flowers of the lover above me The bell tolled for and the wind whispered 'never' But you I have loved I bless you forever Last of all Sundays