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
Some say love it is a hunger and 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
It's the dream afraid of waking that never takes
the chance
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
When the night has been too lonely and the road
has 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.....