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The Rose 
Medium
de Bette Midler
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say love it is a river
That drowns the reed
Some say it is a razor
leaves soul to bleed
say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that 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 to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
never to live
the night has too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
That drowns the reed
Some say it is a razor
leaves soul to bleed
say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that 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 to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
never to live
the night has too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
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