Each Sunday we would go to church
Upon bended knees we would pray
For forgiveness for the things we've done
For guidance through our days

We slowly let that pass us by
No longer do we pray
No longer do we go to church hand and hand
Within our home we stay

You really don't understand my friend
What it's like to feel alone
When once upon a time
I shared a loving home

But I did not let the faith I have
So deep inside of me
Wither away like a fallen leaf
That has fallen from the trees

All I ask from you dear friend
Remember the vows we promised from the start
What God has put together
Let no man tear apart.