Precious & 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.
& 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.
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