"Silent Night" as written by Daniel Charles, Frans Xaver Gruber and Josef Mohr....
After the smoke clears
When it's down to you and I
When the sun appears
And there's nothing left but good-byes
We'll just turn and walk away
How could we let it end like this
Just turn and walk away
Should we seal it with a kiss

It's too late
Now you're out and on the run
It's too late
Held up in love without a gun

Silent night
We hold up our candle light
Silent night
The night our love died
No words to say
And we're both too tired to fight
Just hold me close and don't let go

It was all so simple when
You were to be queen and I'd be your king
I guess those dreams got lost
Cause baby you're still you and I'm still me
Now letting go
It's always the hardest part to fight
When we both know
We're just two more victims of the night

It's too late
Too late to wonder why
Much too late
To save a love that's died.


Just hold me close and don't let me go

After the smoke cleared
It was down to you and I
When the sun appeared
There was nothing left but good-byes
Silent night

Lyrics submitted by Demau Senae

"Silent Night" as written by

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    General CommentI like the string effects to this song. Very powerful and a great song
    antmannon June 11, 2003   Link
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    General CommentHave you HEARD the live recording???? WOWOWOWOW!! It's the most emotional thing I ever heard. Along with the live recording of Something to believe In
    Samborafpon July 17, 2005   Link
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    General CommentWithout a doubt the best track on Fahrenheit... Awesome..
    And yeah the live recording is really special..
    Bon-Jovi-Dudeon March 05, 2008   Link

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