Precious and fragile things
Need special handling
My God, what have we done to you
We always tried to share
The tenderest of care
Now look what we have put you through

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