Precious - Depeche Mode
Precious and fragile things
Need special handling
My God what
Have we done to You
We always try to share
The tenderest of care
Now look what
We have put You through
Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Let us so brittle
There was so little left to give
Angels with silver wings
Shouldn't know suffering
I wish I could
Take the pain for You
If God has a master plan
That only He understands
I hope it's Your eyes
He's seeing through
Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give
I pray You learn to trust
Have faith in both of us
And keep room in Your heart for two
Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Let us so brittle
There was so little left to gi
