I have seen you go through all of the motions, children.

I have heard your fervent devotions.

I have seen your lips move from afar.

Tell me, children,

Where is your heart?

You have heard what I said; I think I made it clear.

Now you’re asking if I just might reconsider.

So you think that you know better than I do?

Tell me, children,

Where is your heart?

Now you’re holding onto whatever makes you feel better

As long as it looks like you’ve got yourself together.

But the more empty religion, the less I really know you.

Tell me, children,

Where is your heart?

Don’t you see?

You never really did this for me.

You made your hearts as flint;

You’re going through the motions but where is your heart?

Where is your heart?

Tell me, children,

Where is your heart?