Sacred (whoa-oh-whoa)

Our love is sacred (whoa-oh-whoa)

Church bells were ringing

On the Sunday we met (ah, ah, ah, ah)



(Heaven)

(Heaven was smiling)

(Angels were singing)

(On the Sunday we met)



But our love is like a flame in the night

And like a flame, dear, it burns itself of si-i-i-i-ight



(And I'm still searchin')

(I'll find you some day)

(And you'll be looking)

(Like the Sunday we met)







And I'm still searchin' (whoa-oh-whoa)

I'll find you some day (whoa-oh-whoa)

Sun will be shining (whoa-oh-whoa)

And I'll give you my ring (whoa-oh-whoa)

And you'll be looking

Like the Sunday we met



(Like the Sunday we met)