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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
Some say love it is a razor
leaves your soul 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 afraid of breaking
never learns to dance
It's the afraid of waking
that never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
that never to live
When the night has too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you love is only
for the lucky and the strong
remember in the winter
far the bitter snows
lies the seed with the sun's love
in the spring the
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
leaves your soul 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 afraid of breaking
never learns to dance
It's the afraid of waking
that never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
that never to live
When the night has too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you love is only
for the lucky and the strong
remember in the winter
far the bitter snows
lies the seed with the sun's love
in the spring the
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