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
eft us so brittle
here was so little left to give

ngels 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 heart for two

Things get damaged
Things get brokenI thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give

Comentários

Kermit disse…
Algo me diz que a menina já comprou bilhete para o festival Super Bock de 2009...

Nice choice!
Beijos a todos.
sibila disse…
depeche mode!!!!!!

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