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The Rose Medium
by Bette Midler
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say love it is a river
That drowns the reed
Some say love it is a razor
leaves to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
an aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
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 seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
that never to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the has too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far the bitter snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the
That drowns the reed
Some say love it is a razor
leaves to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
an aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
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 seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
that never to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the has too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far the bitter snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the
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