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