Gloomy Sunday

Sadly one Sunday I waited and waited With flowers in my arms All the dream has 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 know Was beyond all consoling The beat of my heart Was a bell that was tolling Saddest of Sundays Then came a Sunday When you came to find me They bore me to church And I left you behind me My eyes could 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'll bless you forever Last of all Sundays