Written by ： Todd Agnew

I'll admit I'm glad we're not disciples

Out on a lake paralyzed with fright

Cause I'm afraid I might have laughed at Peter

Until he stepped into that stormy night

If you wanted me to walk on water

Why'd you make the solid ground seem so right

And I'll admit I'm glad I'm not King David

Ruling over everything I see

Cause I think I've fallen for more than Bathsheba

Your creation's a temptation for me

If you wanted me to love you only

Why'd you make the moonlight sparkle in her eyes

I'll admit I'm glad I'm not John the Baptist

In a jail cell waiting for my day to die

Cause at least down here I know what we're chasing

And it's hard to trust your dreams are so much better than mine

But if you wanted me to die to myself

Why'd you make me fall so deeply in love with life

If you wanted me to surrender

Why'd you make these hands able to hold on so tight

So tight

And if you wanted me to be like you

Why'd you make me like me