I know the good book says, "You gotta help your fellow man"
I may never know if it was Jesus in that chair
Maybe He was lying just above my father's tree
All I really know is that I'm sure that He was there
Headed straight for me, He sat down uninvited
And that He died for us but somehow we'd forgotten Him
Suddenly He appeared, hungry, cold and tired
Maybe He was lying just above my father's tree
I sat there in stunned silence and when His eyes met mine
Maybe He was lying just above my father's tree
He said that He was Jesus born in Bethlehem
What was on my mind when I didn't say
But He said that He was Jesus and I just had to believe
Yep, I was sitting in this little cafe
And that He died for us but somehow we'd forgotten Him
And that He died for us but somehow we'd forgotten Him
And I admit I had my doubts but I just couldn't take the chance
'Cause what He said to me, I think of every Christmas day
But He said that He was Jesus and I just had to believe
He said that He was Jesus born in Bethlehem
I just pushed my plate to Him and He said, "You're mighty kind"
Some where out in the middle of L.A.
But He said that He was Jesus and I just had to believe
And He said that He was Jesus born in Bethlehem
It was almost Christmas and I was all alone
