The rose

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
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 can
Not seem to give

And the soul
Afraid of dying
That never
Learns to live

When thе night
Has been too lonely
And the road
Has been too long

And you think
That love is only
For thе 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

Lies the seed
That with the sun's love
In the spring
Becomes the rose