If You saw just who I am
If You knew all my deeds
Would You let me share this bread?
Would You still wash my feet?
I have walked with You miles
And I believe what You say
But You don't know who I am
A man who can't be saved
I'm not a Peter and I'm not a John
I'm just a thief and a coward of a man
All that I wanted was to sit by Your side
But the silver won out because of my wounded pride