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