Precious Things Lyrics - Bic Runga

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 

want to 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 

want to 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 colored stone 

These things no one can own 

They are for you 

This is for you 

This is for you 

This is for you