All Of My Love

Should I follow the love of my fire in the night,

to chase a feather in the wind?

Within the glow that weaves the cloak of daylight,

there moves the thread that has no end.

For many hours and days that pass ever soon,

The tides have caused the flame to dim

At last the arm is straight, the hand to the loom

Is this the end or just began

All of my love

All of my love

All of my love to you, yeah

All of my love

All of my love, all of my love to you.

The cup is raised, the toaster's red yet again.

One voice is clear above the din.

Proud Ariane, one word my will to sustain.

For me, the cloth once more to spin.

All of my love, all of my love, all of my love to you, yeah.

All of my love, all of my love, all of my love to you.

Yours is the cloth, mine is the hand that sews time.

His is the force that lives within.

Ours is the fire, all the warmth you can find.

He is a feather in the wind.

All of my love, all of my love, all of my love to you, yeah.

All of my love, all of my love, all of my love to you.

All of my love, all of my love, all of my love to you, yeah.

All of my love, all of my love, all of my love to you

Sometimes, oh no, no

Sometimes, sometimes