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?