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The Rose 
Medium
by Bette Midler
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Some say it is a river
That drowns the reed
say love it is a razor
that leaves soul to bleed
say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
that takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul of dyin'
never to live
the has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
remember in the winter
far the snows
lies the seed with the sun's love
in the the rose
That drowns the reed
say love it is a razor
that leaves soul to bleed
say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
that takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul of dyin'
never to live
the has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
remember in the winter
far the snows
lies the seed with the sun's love
in the the rose
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