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

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

A beautiful tragedy

My beautiful tragedy