Thursday, December 08, 2005

Precious-Depeche Mode



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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 brokenI thought we managed
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

I pray you learn to trust
Have faith in both of us
And keep room in your hearts for two

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