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The Rose 
Medium
de Bette Midler
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say it is a river
That the tender reed
say love it is a razor
your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
an aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
that the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the 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 love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far the snows
lies the seed that the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
That the tender reed
say love it is a razor
your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
an aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
that the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the 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 love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far the snows
lies the seed that the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
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