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