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