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The Rose 
Medium
by Bette Midler
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Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
say love it is a razor
that leaves soul to bleed
Some say it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the afraid of waking
never the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the of dyin'
never to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the has too long
and you that love is only
for the and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the that with the sun's love
in the spring the rose
That drowns the tender reed
say love it is a razor
that leaves soul to bleed
Some say it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the afraid of waking
never the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the of dyin'
never to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the has too long
and you that love is only
for the and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the that with the sun's love
in the spring the rose
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