Bastille - Tuning Out... lyrics

Oh holy night, the stars are brightly shining It is the night of our dear Saviour's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining 'Til he appeared and the soul felt its worth A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn Fall on your knees Oh hear the angel voices Oh night divine, oh night, that leads to morn Fall on your knees Oh hear the angel voices Oh night divine, oh night, when Christ was born Oh night, oh holy night, oh night divine Hold me in your arms Hold me in your arms I'll be buried here with you And I'll hold in these hands All that remains