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