If I painted over you
Another shade of blue
The color would still show through
Still be easy to see
Another page I've turned
Another lesson learned
Another healing hurt
That I wear on my sleeve
It's part of me like an old friend
The good, the bad, the start and the end
Even roses have thorns
And rainbows have rain
And the bitters right next to the sweet
So I take all the storms
And I take all the pain
Throw in the good times
And weave 'em up magically
Into my tapestry
All my life's meant to be's
In a beautiful tragedy
Shakespeare couldn't write
A sweeter sacrifice
A tale of fire and ice
Of oceans and stars
The woman standing here
Is the sum of all my tears
And all that I hold dear
Is the soul of this heart
I know how to walk 'cause I've crawled
I know how to fly 'cause I've learned how to fall
Even roses have thorns
And rainbows have rain
And the bitters right next to the sweet
So I take all the storms
And I take all the pain
Throw in the good times
And weave 'em up magically
Into my tapestry
All my life's meant to be's
In a beautiful tragedy