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The Rose 
Medium
by Bette Midler
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say love it is a river
That the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say it is a hunger
an endless need
I say love it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the afraid of breaking
never to dance
It's the of waking
never takes 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 night has been 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 the snows
lies the seed that the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
That the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say it is a hunger
an endless need
I say love it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the afraid of breaking
never to dance
It's the of waking
never takes 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 night has been 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 the snows
lies the seed that the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
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