Sorry (feat. Just a Kid) - Earon Craft

Oh, I can't stay here anymore I made a mistake you can't understand, yeah I feel a pain deep in my soul You gotta hear me, I cannot pretend, no I'm sorry if I made you cry If I said a lie I am just a man Please give me your hand I have more to give You have to believe I am just a man Please give me your hand Oh, no, no Oh, I feel like misunderstood I never promised, I don't want your love, no Oh, I thought we could just be friends You gotta hear me, I cannot pretend, no I'm sorry if I made you cry If I said a lie I am just a man Please give me your hand I have more to give You have to believe I am just a man Please give me your hand Sorry, if I made you cry If I said a lie I am just a man Please give me your hand I have more to give You have to believe I am just a man Please give me your hand (Sorry) I am just a man Please give me your hand

Well, the news spread through Jerusalem Tonight, a child is born There are shepherds falling to their knees And angels blowing horns But in their golden halls, the Pharisees Scoffed and drank their wine They said it'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? Well, 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 The silver sun was paid And near the end He knelt down In the garden and He prayed I'm just a kid, that's all I am I'll need your strength to see me through it And if it is your will, I'll do it But 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 in unselfishness, love and sacrifice Gift that we we're 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 I wonder how on Earth the Pharisees Could scoffed and drink their wine And say he's only Hebrew prophecy We don't care, and besides He just a kid, that's all He is One more pebble in the gravel One more rumor in the rabble And how can He be King, He's just a kid? Oh, how can He be King He's just a kid?