The Rose

Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed
 Some say love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed
 Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need
 I say love, it is a flower and you, it's only seed
 It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance
 It's the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance
 It's the one who won't be taken, who cannot seem to give
 And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live
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 When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long
 And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
 Just remember in the winter
 Far beneath the bitter snows
 Lies the seed that with the sun's love
 In the spring becomes the rose