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