I think of you precious
When I wake up in the morning
When I feel your thoughts
Flying over the Brooklyn bridge
When I feel your hands reaching around
My waist and pulling me close

I think of you precious when I hear the songs
You sing to me
Late at night in the corner
Of the local tavern
With wine on your breath

I think of you precious
When you take my hand and hold it
Next to your heart
I think of your smile when you
Tell me the stories of
Running away from the police

I think of you precious
How your not afraid to wound me
With the truth
How I know that you don’t
Fill me with false flattery
Like so many of the playboys
Who try to win my heart

But precious
My heart only wants the truth
Only seeks to find it
Only wants to share
All my dreams and visions
All my love and hope
With someone who
Can understand
So few seem to
Hold onto
The soul
But you somehow managed to

So precious I think of you when I wake up
Sleepy eyes
Making tea
Staring at the sky
And from here on the otherside
Of the Brooklyn bridge
I send my love
Over to you

I think of you precious
Like a a treasure of gold
Like a gift from heave
So now
When you question my affection
Its ok
Cause many people don’t value the same things I do

They only value you what they can see
I value what you cant see

So precious

I say

Goodbye for the moment