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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
that 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 dream afraid of waking
never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
learns to live
the night has been too lonely
and the has too long
and you think that love is only
for the and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
drowns the tender reed
Some say it is a razor
that 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 dream afraid of waking
never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
learns to live
the night has been too lonely
and the has too long
and you think that love is only
for the and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
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