Lyric Rare, precious and gone

Cry baby boy, not tears of joy
the one you held is no longer your toy
She s got her new boots and her make up on
you can call her your friend
But not your lover again
she s made it clear as air that this affair is at an end
So what are you doing holding on?

Don t you see she s
rare, precious and she s gone
She s rare, precious and she s gone

She was soft in your hands, now she s shattered your plans
I m sympathetic but you ve got to understand
You tried to squeeze her somewhere
she just don t belong
SHe was being sincere when she breathed in your ear
as long as there were stars in the night sky she d be near
Even angels get it wrong!

Won t you see she s
rare, precious and she s gone
She s rare, precious and she s gone

It s a subtle trap
seeding guilt in her mind
But she ain t taking your crap
this time
Boy you re out on a line...

She s a queen among women, a child among queens
the finest thing that your lovesick eyes have ever seen
She s a rose without a thorn
she s a peach, she s a prize
A gift in disguise
she s graceful and colourful and when she grows
she ll be wise
But most of all my friend, she s gone
gone, gone gone!

She s rare, precious and she s gone
rare, precious and she s gone
Yes, she s rare, precious and she s gone
she s rare, precious and she s gone
Gone, gone gone...