The Rose (From "The Rose")

Some say love

It is a river that drowns the tender reed

Some say love

It is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed

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 a 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 to long

And you think 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