I've been combing Northwest riverbeds
Digging for rubies in the ground
I've got buckets of cut glass and fool's gold
But you're like nothing else I've found

Every stone I overturn looks precious in the sun
But every stone I overturn is worthless without you

You're rare
Nothing can compare
I won't give you away

You're rare
I will still be there
I won't give you away

I've been down the halls of Europe
Through museums where I was told
About the brushstrokes that taught Picasso
On masterpieces that never sold

Every stone you overturn is precious

You're rare
Nothing can compare
I won't give you away

You're rare
I will still be there
I won't give you away