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 have got spoken


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 hearts 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 gïve