The Rose

[00:06.08] Shane:

[00:07.03] Some say love, it is a river

[00:14.79] that drowns the tender reed.

[00:21.90] Some say love, it is a razor

[00:29.87] that leaves your soul to bleed.

[00:37.05] Some say love, it is a hunger,

[00:45.01] an endless aching need.

[00:52.33] I say love, it is a flower,

[01:00.68] and you it’s only seed.

[01:10.60] Mark:

[01:11.57] It’s the heart, afraid of breaking,

[01:19.07] that never learns to dance.

[01:25.99] It’s the dream, afraid of waking,

[01:33.88] that never takes a chance.

[01:40.79] It’s the one who won’t be taken,

[01:48.78] who cannot seem to give.

[01:55.71] And the soul, afraid of dyin’,

[02:03.67] that never learns to live.

[02:13.49] Shane(All):

[02:14.01] When the night has been too lonely,

[02:21.45] and the road has been too long,

[02:28.63] And you think that love is only

[02:35.81] for the lucky and the strong,

[02:43.24] Just remember in the winter

[02:50.68] far beneath the bitter snows,

[02:58.38] Lies the seed, that with the sun’s love,

[03:05.87] in the spring becomes The Rose.