The Rose

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Some say love it is a river

D E A

That drowns the ten der ree d

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Some say love it is a razor

D E A

That lea ves your s oul to ble ed

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 the heart afraid of breaking

That never learns to dance

A E D E

It' s the dream afraid of wa king that ne ver takes the chance

A E

It' s the one who won't be taken

D E

W ho cannot seem to give

A E D E A

A nd the soul afraid of dy ing that ne ver learns t o li ve

When the night 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 remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows

Lies the seed

That with the sun's love

In the spring

Becomes the rose