Precious

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
Left 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
Left us so brittle / There was so little left to give