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