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