Brian Webb Lyrics
"Not A Confession"

Make no mistake about it
This is not a confession
It's not a plea, it's not a permission to disbelieve
I'm scared here, and I cannot move
and the truth is, Lord, I don't think it's just me

So why is this honesty
so suprising
if it's what you created me to be

Here's a woman
with a poor man
And his smell
it's more than I'd like to bear
But she kisses him
and she just holds him
With admiration, I walk on home

So why is her kindness
so suprising
if it's what she was created to be

And why is loving
so suprising
if it's what we were created to be

'Cause I'm scared here
and I cannot move