Precious Things

Bic Runga Precious Things Album: Beautiful Collision 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 fo

So I ran faster But it caught me here Yes my loyalties turned Like my ankle In the seventh grade Running after Billy Running after the rain These precious things Let them bleed, let them wash away These precious things Let them break, their hold over