Somewhere the leaves
on the trees look like lace
Falling in shadows
across your face
Sunshine and darkness
in perfect harmony
Shadows now live where
light used to be
A spinning wheel where
our memories were spun
Weaving our way through
the fabric of time
Winding the wheel back to
where we had begun
Spinning away to when
you once were mine
Here in my chamber
waiting for the dawn
I turn away the
curtains are drawn
Somewhere in time when
the night began to fall
Just for that moment
we had it all
A spinning wheel where
our memories were spun
Weaving our way
through the fabric of time
Winding the wheel back
to where we had begun
Spinning away to when
you once were mine
We choose our path
never knowing right or wrong
Ribbons get tangled
within the storm
Just like the widow was
weaving her web
The spinner's wheel holds
tight to the thread