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