Primeira Parte
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
Refrão
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
Segunda Parte
Angels with silver wings
Shouldn’t know suffering
I wish I could take the pain for you
If God has a masterplan
That only he understands
I hope it’s your eyes he’s seeing through
Refrão
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
Terceira Parte
I pray you learn to trust
Have faith in both of us
And keep room in your hearts for two
Refrão
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