Precious and fragile thingsneed special handlingMy God what have we done to you?We always tried to sharethe tenderest of careNow look what we have put you throughThings get damagedThings get brokenI thought we'd manage but words left unspokenLeft us so brittlethere was so little left to giveAngels with silver wingsshouldn't know sufferingI wish I could take the pain for youIf God has a master planthat only he understandsI hope it's your eyes he's seeing throughThings get damagedThings get brokenI thought we'd manage but words left unspokenLeft us so brittlethere was so little left to giveI pray you learn to trusthave faith in both of usAnd keep room in your hearts for twoThings get damagedThings get brokenI thought we'd manage but words left unspokenLeft us so brittlethere was so little left to give