Precious
Precious and fragile thingsNeed special handlingMy God what have we done to you?We always tried to shareThe tenderest of careNow look what we have put you through
Things get damaged, things get brokenI thought we’d manage, but words left unspokenLeft us so brittleThere was so little left to give
Angels with silver wingsShouldn’t know sufferingI wish I could take the pain for youIf God has a master planThat only He understandsI hope it’s your eyes He’s seeing through
Things get damaged, things get brokenI thought we’d manage, but words left unspokenLeft us so brittleThere was so little left to give
I pray you learn to trustHave faith in both of usAnd keep room in your heart for two
Things get damaged, things get brokenI thought we’d manage, but words left unspokenLeft us so brittleThere was so little left to give