"Love Is A Precious Thing" lyrics

"Love Is A Precious Thing"

Love is a precious thing
Lost in oblivion
So hold on

There's a quickening in you
We can be anyone
If you love me like I you

'Cause we had it all in the palm of our hands
So precious and cruel
We're creatures of habit
Love is fragile enough
Hits like a sting
Love is a precious thing

Love is a vicious thing
Blood in the biting wind
So roll on
There's an innocence in you
If you wanna be someone
Well, you might not see this through

Then take the love back if it's rose-tinted and baseless
They're, they're counting Valentine cards on mantle-pieces and bracelets
I, I don't want sympathy
I want someone who loves the rest of me
Someone who loves the best of me

'Cause we had it all in the palm of our hands
So precious and cruel
We're creatures of habit
Love is fragile enough
Hits like a sting
Love is a precious thing

'Cause we had it all in the palm of our hands
So precious and cruel
We're creatures of habit
Love is fragile enough
Hits like a sting
Love is a precious thing

Love is a precious thing
Love is a precious thing
Love is a precious thing
Love is a precious thing

'Cause we had it all in the palm of our hands
So precious and cruel
We're creatures of habit
Love is fragile enough
Hits like a sting
Love is a precious thing


Writer(s): Leo Wyndham, Rupert Turner, Harry Deacon, Matthew Hodges
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