Way across the fields, where the starlight falls on the road to this little town,
If the stars could tell a story, which way would it end?
Who would lose, and who would win?
And it looks like the whole world is waiting.
Far off in the land of kings, the humble man misused,
Army come, set his house on fire,
Terrorised and broken, the humble hide and pray,
Show us a sign or take us away.
And it looks like the whole world is waiting,
This is the moment we've waited for.
Some men gave their lives writing out the ancient books about the place where the kingdom come,
A king to walk among us, one to call our own, finally come to make this his home.
And it looks like the whole world is waiting.
Silent hearts, silent night,
One voice to be heard from the stables,
There a baby cries,
The voice of God calling to a silent world.
Riding by the light of an unknown star in the night full of heaven's hope,
Hearing the news of angels, humble make their way,
Coming to town to look for the king.
And it look like the whole world is waiting.
Silent hearts, silent night,
All creation waits for this moment,
Now the kingdom come to a world crying out,
Silent hearts, silent night,
One voice to be heard from the stables,
There a baby cries,
The voice of God calling to a silent world.
