Precious

Precious and fragile things

Need special handling

My God, what have we done to you?

We always tried to share

The tenderest of care

Now look what we have put you through.

Angels with silver wings

Shouldn't know suffering

I wish I could take the pain for you.

If God has a masterplan

That only he understands

I hope it's your eyes he's seeing through.

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...