Some say love it is a river <br />That drowns the tender reed <br />Some say love it is a razor <br />That leaves your soul to bleed <br /> <br />Some say love it is a hunger <br />An endless aching need <br />I say love it is a flower <br />And you it's only seed <br /> <br />It's the heart afraid of breaking <br />That never learns to dance <br />It's the dream afraid of waking <br />That never takes the chance <br />It's the one who won't be taken <br />Who cannot seem to give <br />And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live <br /> <br />When the night has been too lonely <br />And the road has been too long <br />And you think that love is only <br />For the lucky and the strong <br />Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows <br />Lies the seed <br />That with the sun's love <br />In the spring <br />Becomes the rose
