On a cold night, late December As the snow fell to earth That's the one night, we remember When a woman gave birth And for miles and miles around The baby's cry was the only sound Did He know the world was filled with pain Could He feel all the hunger and the shame Or did He know about the way He would die And the reason why Is that what made the baby cry? Is that what made the baby cry? As his Mother turned to hold Him Her face filled with joy He grew quiet when She told Him He was more than just her baby boy And for miles and miles around Her lullaby was the only sound Did She know the world was filled with pain Could She feel all the hunger and the shame Or did She know about the way He would die And the reason why Is that what made Her baby cry? Is that what made Her baby cry? And as He fell asleep She wiped away His tears But the question still remains Have we changed in two thousand years Don't you know the world is still in pain Can't you feel all the hunger and the shame Did we forget about the way that He died And the reason why Would we still make the baby cry? Would we still make the baby cry?