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 Call you As clear as rain on a street It shines like bright coloured stone These things no one can own They are for you This is for you This is for you This is for you