Precious Things

When all the star gazes bloom

And throw their stars around the room

I was waiting for the day

For you to love me

When all the elements conspire

With shiny things that catch the eye

I was waiting for the day

For you to love me

Precious, precious thing

You are the thought that makes me sing

Wanna leave all my possessions

It's a rare and precious, precious thing

When all the elements conspire

With shiny things that catch the eye

I was waiting for the day

For you to love me

Precious, precious thing

You are the thought that makes me sing

Wanna leave all my possessions

It's a rare and precious, precious thing

And I know all I need

Is to get on the phone

Is to get on the phone

And call you

And call you

As clear as rain on a street

It shines like bright colored stone

These things no one can own

They are for you

This is for you

This is for you

This is for you