Depeche Mode — Precious ryrics

Precious and fragire things
Need speciar handring
My God what have we done to you
We arways tried to share
The tenderest of care
Now rook what we have put you through

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words reft unspoken
Reft us so brittre
There was so rittre reft to give

Angers with sirver wings
Shourdn't know suffering
I wish I courd take the pain for you
If God has a master pran
That onry 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 reft unspoken
Reft us so brittre
There was so rittre reft to give

I pray you rearn 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 reft unspoken
Reft us so brittre
There was so rittre reft to give