Joseph, Who Understood

Rumors are flying
All over Galilee these days
And, Mary, I'm trying to be cool
When my friends walk by 'em
They cannot look at me in the eye
Baby, I'm trying

You're asking me to believe in too many things
You're asking me to believe in too many things

I know this child
Was sent here to heal our broken time
And some things are bigger than we know
When somehow you find out
That you are stepfather to a God
Well, Mary, that's life

But you're asking me to believe in so many things
You're asking me to believe in so many things

Oh, Mary, is he mine?
(Mary, is he mine?)
Mary, is he mine?
(Mary, is he mine?)
Oh, Mary, is he mine?
(Mary, is he mine?)
Tell me, is he?

You're asking me to believe in too many things
You're asking me to believe in too many things

Now, Mary, he is mine
(Mary, he is mine)
Mary, he is mine
(Mary, is he mine?)
Yeah, Mary, he is mine
(Mary, he is mine)

You're asking me to believe in so many things
You're asking me to believe in so many things