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Some say love, it is a river,
that drowns th tender reed,
Some say love, it is a razer,
that leaves your soul to bleed

Some say love, it is a hunger,
an endless aching need,
I say love, it is a flower,
and you, it's only seed

It's th heart, afraid of breaking,
that never learns to dance,
It's th dream, afraid of waking,
that never, takes th chance,

It's th one, who won't be taken,
who cannot seem to give,
and th soul afraid of dying,
that never learns to live

When th night, has been too lonely,
and th road, has been too long,
and you think, that love is only,
for th lucky, and th strong

Just remember, in th winter,
far beneath, th bitter snows,
lies th seed,
that with th sun's love,
in th spring,
becomes th rose.