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The Rose 
Medium
by Bette Midler
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say it is a river
That the reed
Some say it is a razor
that leaves your to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the heart of breaking
learns to dance
It's the dream 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'
that learns to live
When the has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the that with the sun's love
in the becomes the rose
That the reed
Some say it is a razor
that leaves your to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the heart of breaking
learns to dance
It's the dream 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'
that learns to live
When the has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the that with the sun's love
in the becomes the rose
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