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The Rose 
Medium
by Bette Midler
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Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
say love it is a razor
leaves 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
that never learns to dance
It's the dream of waking
that never the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
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
Just in the winter
far the snows
lies the seed with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
That drowns the tender reed
say love it is a razor
leaves 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
that never learns to dance
It's the dream of waking
that never the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
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
Just in the winter
far the snows
lies the seed with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
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