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