Some moments are better when they\'re shared.
In the dark ones, it\'s nice to know that you cared.
In times of heartbreak, I know I should not despair.
But without you here, for me, who\'s going to be there?
And reasons for this run through my head.
Why is this so? Was it something I said?
It\'s hard to think of the church without you.
Now there\'s nothing left, it\'s something I must do.
This is something I wish I didn\'t have to know.
So if the reason isn\'t me, why do you go?