Gloomy Sunday
Billie Holiday
Sunday is gloomy my hours are slumberless. Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless. Dm+7 Little white flowers will never awaken you Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you. Angels have no thought of ever returning you -- Would they be angry if I thought of joining you? Gloomy Sunday. Gloomy Sunday with shadows I spend it all; My heart and I have decided to end it all. Dm+7 Soon there’ll be candles and prayers that are sad I know; Let them not weep let them know that I’m glad to go. Death is no dream for in death I’m caressing you; With the last breath of my soul I’ll be blessing you. Gloomy Sunday. Dreaming - I was only dreaming. I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart dear. Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you; My heart is telling you how much I wanted you. Gloomy Sunday.