Sadly one Sunday, I waited waited With flowers in my arms, for the grief I'd created I waited 'til like my heart were all broken The were all 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 of Sundays
came the Sunday you came to find me They brought me to church and I left you me My eyes would not see what I wanted to love The earth and the flowers of the lover above me The bell for me and the wind whispered 'never' But you have loved and I bless you forever Last of all Sundays