The love
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 wakingthat never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken who cannot seem to give and the soul afraid of dyingthat
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 winterfar beneath the bitter snows lies
the seed that with the sun's love in the spring becomes the rose
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 wakingthat never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken who cannot seem to give and the soul afraid of dyingthat
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 winterfar beneath the bitter snows lies
the seed that with the sun's love in the spring becomes the rose
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