At the time I wrote "confession", I was listening to way too much Lonnie Johnson. Johnson's guitar playing changed my life. Confession's lyrics are a bit sad and resigned. But, then again, so are the blues.

Confession Blues

words/music by J. Hart, © 1988, 1991, 2005

When you slip away, I really don't care where you go
When you slip away, I really don't care where you go
You may need to tell me girl, but I sure don't need to know

Stop your confessing, 'cause I don't care where you been
Stop your confessing, 'cause I don't care where you been
'Cause I ain't no preacher man and I ain't judging no sin

I don't think it's wrong
And I don't think it's right
And I don't think I like to think
'Cause then I think all night

And I get so lonely
It makes me want to cry
If you think the truth will hurt me dear
You just go ahead and lie

I love you baby and I can't even tell you why
I love you baby and I can't even tell you why
I love you little girl and I'll love you to the day you die