I wonder what He did at twenty-two
Before the crowds and miracles He'd do
Did He mend a fence or plow the field
Living a life so quiet, so concealed
Was He up at dawn with calloused hands
Working hard, just a simple man
Did He laugh with friends 'neath the evening sky
Or sit and wonder about His Father's why
Oh, the hidden years, the time unknown
When He walked this earth, before His throne
Could I have been His neighbor, shared His road
Would He and I have carried the same load
Did He fix the roof when storms rolled through
Or carve the wood 'til the grain ran true
Was His heart at peace, was it heavy too
Knowing the cross He was called to pursue
Did He sit by the fire, gaze at the stars
Dream of the world and its endless scars
Would He tell me stories, would we share a song
Two young men just trying to belong
Oh, the hidden years, the time unknown
When He walked this earth, before His throne
Could I have been His neighbor, shared His road
Would He and I have carried the same load
Oh, the hidden years, the time unknown
When He walked this earth, before His throne