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 dyin'

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 snows

Lies the seed

that with the sun's love