The Rose
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2015年3月7日
Some say love is it a river That drowns tender reed
Some say love is it a razor That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love is it a hunger An endless aching need
I say love is it a flower And you its only seed
Its the heart afraid of breakin’ That never learns to dance
Its the dream afraid of wakin’ That never takes the chance
Its the one who won’t be taken Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dyin’ That never learns to live
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
Lise the seed that with sun’s love In the spring becomes the rose