Should you fall out of love, my fire in the light To chase a feather in the wind Within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight There moves a thread that has no end For many days and hours that pass too soon The tides have caused the flames to dim At last I got it straight, my hand is to the loom Is this the end or just the beginning 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 The cup is raised, the toast is made yet again One voice is clear above the din Proud black woman, my will to sustain For me, the cloth is once more to spin Yours is the cloth Mine is the hand that sews the time Hers is the force that lies within Ours is the fire, all the warmth we can find She ain't nothin' but a feather in the wind Oh, 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 Oh Oh, oh All of my love, all of my love All of my love to you All of my love Every bit of my love Oh, all of my love to you All of my love All of my love All of my love All of my love All, all, all, all All of my love to you All of my love Every bit of my