The news spread through Jerusalem
Tonight a child is born
There are shepherds falling to their knees
And angels blowing horns
In their golden halls the Pharisees
Scoffed and drank their wine
They said he's only Hebrew prophecy
We don't care and besides
He's just a kid. That's all he is
One more pebble in the gravel
One more rumor in the rabble
How can he be King? He's just a kid.
In no time it seemed the world was knocking on his door
For miracles and wonders they had never seen before
Soon the Pharisees stopped laughing, a silver sum was paid
Near the end he knelt down in the garden and he prayed
I'm just your kid. That's all I am
I'll need your strength to see me through it
But if it is your will I'll do it
How can I be King? I'm just a kid.
Now I think about the baby and the man at Christmas time
Of mothers sons and fathers and children just like mine
About the power of unselfishness love and sacrifice
The gift that we were given and the price
And how the news spread through Jerusalem tonight a child is born
There are shepherds falling to their knees and angels blowing horns
And I wonder how on Earth the
Pharisees could just scoff and drink their wine
Say he's only Hebrew Prophecy we don't care and besides
He's just a kid. That's all he is
One more pebble in the gravel
One more rumor in the rabble
How can he be King? He's just a kid.
How can he be king?
He's just a kid.