Precious...

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 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 give