Sadly one Sunday, I waited and waited With flowers in arms, for the grief I'd created I waited 'til dreams like my heart all broken The flowers were all dead the words were unspoken The grief that I knew was beyond all consoling The beat of my 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 flowers the lover above me The bell tolled for and the wind whispered 'never' But you have loved and I bless you forever Last of all Sundays