The Rose

[00:11.63] Some say love, it is a river, that drowns the tender reed

[00:26.40] Some say love, it is a razor, that leaves your soul to bleed

[00:41.14] Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need

[00:55.63] I say love, it is a flower, and you, its only seed

[01:14.63] Its the heart afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance

[01:28.88] Its the dream afraid of waking, that never takes the chance

[01:44.64] Its the one who won't be taking, who cannot seem to give

[01:58.88] And the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live

[02:16.88] When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long

[02:31.64] And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong

[02:46.15] Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snows

[03:01.63] Lies the seed, that with the sun's love in the spring becomes the rose