Brian Webb - Not A Confession lyrics

Make no mistake about it This is not a confession Just a plea, or maybe permission to disbelieve But I'm scared here, and I cannot move and the truth is, Lord, I don't think its just me So why is this honesty so suprising if its what you created me to be And here's a woman with a poor man His smell is more than I'de like to bare But she kisses him and she holds him With admiration, I just go home So why is her kindness so suprising when its what she was created to be And why is loving so suprising when its what we were created to be