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)
