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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 SongtexteIs 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 Aus Songtexte Mania