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The Rose 
Medium
by Bette Midler
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Some say love it is a river
That drowns the reed
say it is a razor
leaves soul to bleed
say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its seed
It's the heart of breaking
never learns to dance
It's the afraid of waking
that never 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 has too lonely
and the has been too long
and you love is only
for the and the strong
remember in the winter
far the bitter snows
lies the seed with the sun's love
in the becomes the rose
That drowns the reed
say it is a razor
leaves soul to bleed
say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its seed
It's the heart of breaking
never learns to dance
It's the afraid of waking
that never 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 has too lonely
and the has been too long
and you love is only
for the and the strong
remember in the winter
far the bitter snows
lies the seed with the sun's love
in the becomes the rose
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