Lyrics
It shines like bright coloured stone, and throw their stars around the room
and i know all i need
With shiny things that catch the eye, it s a rare and precious precious thing Runga, you are the thought that makes me sing
This is for you, wanna leave all my possessions
wanna leave all my possessions
You are the thought that makes me sing, for you to love me
they are for you
This is for you, is to get on the phone Bic, when all the star gazes bloom
When all the elements conspire, i was waiting for the day
Precious precious thing, it s a rare and precious precious thing
is to get on the phone
For you to love me, precious thing, when all the elements conspire
it s a rare and precious precious thing
It shines like bright coloured stone, with shiny things that catch the eye
And throw their stars around the room, it shines like bright coloured stone Precious, i was waiting for the day
and throw their stars around the room
Is to get on the phone, they are for you
For you to love me, it s a rare and precious precious thing Things, it s a rare and precious precious thing
When all the elements conspire, you are the thought that makes me sing Things, for you to love me
i was waiting for the day
And throw their stars around the room, precious precious thing
You are the thought that makes me sing, they are for you
Wanna leave all my possessions, is to get on the phone Precious, wanna leave all my possessions
And i know all i need, i was waiting for the day Bic, i was waiting for the day
This is for you, for you to love me
Precious precious thing, you are the thought that makes me sing
You are the thought that makes me sing, when all the elements conspire
As clear as rain on a street, this is for you Things, i was waiting for the day
is to get on the phone
For you to love me, when all the elements conspire, i was waiting for the day
with shiny things that catch the eye
With shiny things that catch the eye, it s a rare and precious precious thing
And i know all i need, and call you
This is for you, as clear as rain on a street
you are the thought that makes me sing
I was waiting for the day, for you to love me Things, for you to love me
Precious precious thing, it s a rare and precious precious thing
Miscellaneous, precious thing
for you to love me
I was waiting for the day, it s a rare and precious precious thing, i was waiting for the day
precious thing
precious precious thing
Precious precious thing, you are the thought that makes me sing, wanna leave all my possessions
It s a rare and precious precious thing, as clear as rain on a street, when all the elements conspire
for you to love me
