Depeche Mode
Текст песни Precious (Michael Mayer Balearic Mix)

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

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

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

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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