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It might still be something like sky
The world is quiet as time flips by
No sound, no buzz, no rush, no war
Just the quiet beats we all adore
The stars above are shining bright
A peaceful glow, a calming light
The world has paused, the night is here
A time for love, a time for cheer
A silent night of Christmas so divine
The world sleeps under a star that shines
The quiet whispers of love and grace
Fill every heart and every place
It might still be something like sky
The world is quiet as time flips by
No sound, no buzz, no rush, no war
Just the quiet beats we all adore
The trees are dressed in silver white
The branches sway in a soft moonlight
The snowflakes fall with tender grace
A blanket of peace the world's embraced
In the stillness of the midnight sky
The world is quiet as time flips by
No sound, no buzz, no rush, no war
Just the quiet beats we all adore
The stars above are shining bright
A peaceful glow, a calming light
The world has paused, the night is here
A time for love, a time for cheer
The silent night of Christmas so divine
The world sleeps under a star that shines
The quiet whispers of love and grace
Fill every heart in every place
The silent night of Christmas so divine
The world sleeps under a star that shines
The quiet whispers of love and grace
Fill every heart in every place
The trees are dressed in silver white
and silver white, their branches swaying in soft moonlight. The peace of Christmas, soft and true,
is born anew in me and you. As the night unfolds its gentle wings, we'll sit and wait for what it
brings. For in the silence we all find, a peace that stills the restless mind. So let the silent
night unfold, a Christmas story to be told. In the stillness let us see, the beauty of what Christmas
can be.
And though the world may turn and spin, this silent night we all, we all begin to feel the
love that fills the air. A Christmas gift beyond compare. I hear the bells in the distance ring,
a melody that makes the heart beat right. The world will be that
makes the heart, it be all, it be all, it be all.
I hear the bells in the distance ring, a melody that makes the heart be ring.
The world will be that makes the heart, it be all, it be all, it be all.
When the bells in the distance ring, a melody that makes the heart be ring.
The voices low, the hymns they raise, a Christmas gift beyond compare.
I hear the bells in the distance ring, a melody that makes the heart be ring.
low the hymns they raise a christmas gift beyond compare i hear the bells in the distance ring
a melody that makes the heart be rang the voices low the hymns they raise a christmas gift beyond
compare