Should I 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 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 to end or just begin?
All of my love
All of my love
Oh
All of my love
To you now
All of my love
All of my love
All of my love
To you now
The cup is raised
The toast is made yet again
One voice is clear above the din
Proud Aryan one word
My will to sustain
For me, the cloth once more to spin
Oh
All of my love
All of my love
Oh
All of my love
To you now
All of my love
All of my love
Yes
All of my love
To you child

Yours is the cloth
Mine is the hand that sews time
His is the force that lies within
Ours is the fire
All the warmth we can find
He is a feather in the wind
All of my love
All of my love
All of my love
To you now
All of my love
Oh
Yes
All of my love
To you now
All of my love
All of my love
All of my
Love
Love
Sometimes
Sometimes
My love
Sometimes
Sometimes
Oh
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh yeah
It's all, all, all of my love
All of my love
All of my love
To you now
All of my love
All of my love
All of my love to
To you and you, and you and yeah
I get a bit lonely
Just standing up
Just standing up
Just standing up lonely
Just I get a bit lonely