In the quiet hours of twilight,
Where whispers trace the air,
We walked a path so fragile,
A thread of fate so rare.

Between the threads of fate, we found our hearts,
In tangled webs of dreams that fall apart.
Yet through the tears and the laughter, we dance,
Under starlit skies, we took our chance.

Lost in moments fleeting,
Like shadows in the rain,
Your eyes, they told of stories,
Of joy entwined with pain.

Between the threads of fate, we found our hearts,
In tangled webs of dreams that fall apart.
Yet through the tears and the laughter, we dance,
Under starlit skies, we took our chance.

Can the thread hold, will it break,
Under the weight of our mistakes?
Yet still we reach, through time and space,
In every thread, a sweet embrace.

Between the threads of fate, we found our hearts,
In tangled webs of dreams that fall apart.
Yet through the tears and the laughter, we dance,
Under starlit skies, we took our chance.

So here we stand, with open hands,
Between the threads of fate, where love commands.
Though threads may fray, they weave a tale,
In every knot, our love prevails.