Semi-precious, almost flawless

Semi-precious, almost flawless

I will find you, I will find you

Under bridges, where my fear lies

In the wreckage, I will catch your eyes

In borrowed rooms, by gutter moons

I will find you, I will find you

Why do the ones who love the most

Lose the most, lose the most?

Why do the ones who love the most

Lose the most, lose the most?

Oh my darling, is this the worst part?

Where the dream ends and the day won't start?

And gravity cannot hold me

I will find you, I will find you

Why do the ones who love the most

Lose the most, lose the most?

Why do the ones who love the most

Lose the most, lose the most?

Semi-precious, almost flawless

Every faultline I will cherish

I will find you, I will find you