Some say love it is a river
that drowns the
tender reed
Some say love it is a razer
that leaves your soul to blead
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
When the night has been too lonely
and
the road has been too long
and you find
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
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