Baby brown
I think I need you now
to put me down
and help me lift me up
your shaking bones
in my telephone
no good for anyone
Baby brown
so you think you know me now
you tell me how
and show me everything
your wandering mind
and your restless kind
I want you here to make some sound
Oh, silent night
oh, holy night
Baby brown
now you're more than you mean to be
you're mean to me
you take away form me
my shaking bones
in your telephone
don't you hear that sound
oh, silent night
oh, holy night
oh, silent night
oh, there's a hole in the night
oh, silent night
oh, holy night
oh, silent night
oh, there's a hole in the night |