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 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
That cannot seem to give
It's the soul afraid of dying
That 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 winter
Far beneath the bitter snow, lies the seed
And with the sun's love in the spring
Becomes The Rose