A tapestry of us The fabric made of dark threads Twisting and spiraling But on a clear day There was love in technicolor I'm holding on I wanna be the kind of lover who is strong Memories good, memories hard Is there a note to carry on The sound of ever after Or taking chances? Is there a window with the light on When all my hope is gone? When all my hope is gone Is there a note to carry on The sound of ever after Or taking chances? Is there a window with the light on When all my hope is gone? When all my hope is gone