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THE ROSE



Some say love it is a river,

That drowns the tender reed.

Some say love it is a razor,

That leaves yoursoul to bleed.

Some say love it is a hunger,

An endless, aching need.

I say love it is a flower,

And you,it's ony 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 wan'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 think that love is only

For the lucky and strong.



Just remember in the winter,

Far beneath the bitter snow.

Lies the seed that with the sun's love,

In the spring become THE ROSE