Sadly one Sunday, I waited and waited With flowers my arms, for the grief I'd created I waited 'til dreams like heart were all broken flowers were all dead and the words were unspoken The grief that knew was beyond all consoling The beat of my heart was a bell that tolling Saddest of Sundays
Then came the when you came to find me They brought me to church and I left you behind me My eyes would see what I wanted to love me The and the flowers of the lover above me The bell tolled for me and wind whispered 'never' But you I have loved and I bless you forever Last of Sundays