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 its
only 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 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 too long
When you feel that love is only
For the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose
