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Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed.
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Some say love it is a hunger
An endless, aching need
I say love it is a flower,
And you it's only seed.
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It's the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
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It's the one who won't be taken,
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying
That never learns to live.
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And 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.
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Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the sun's love,
In the Spring becomes the Rose