Silent night, holy night. All is calm and all is bright. Round yon Virgin Mother and Child. Holy Infant so tender and mild. Sleep in heavenly peace. Sleep in heavenly peace. . Silent night, hol
Maybe we didn't write the book. Maybe we left out that page. Or maybe we're born like fine wine, getting better with age. . Well I think it's time that you arrived inside your heart and inside you
She's close to God, I'm sure of that. She sits him down, and they have a chat. She asks for sunshine, and he agrees. You see, for her, He'd do anything. . You watch them grow, then you let 'em go
