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Some say love it is a river, that drowns the tender reed
2 v, i; M* R) vSome say love it is a razor, that leaves your soul to bleed/ Z% N3 B$ Y+ `' a2 ]% y
Some say love it is a hunger, an endless aching need # u. Z% f2 V3 Z/ \6 [1 n3 B# |
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 + G! [5 ?' L& l* E5 T+ @: L
It's the dream afraid of waking, that never takes the chance & J! e* h( Q- V* |% @9 V6 L6 X
It's the one who won't be taken, who can't seem to give
4 ~* |3 f$ J) G% N9 tAnd the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live $ ?# L& \$ B1 u1 v2 [
9 W5 g4 _! q3 w. V. Z6 p2 yWhen the night has been too lonely # n3 y, S/ }% c
And the road has been too long
+ ~3 K v6 N" V' YAnd you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong 4 {; p ?) ]/ i# ~
Just remember in the winter
4 A4 U( U7 `* S# p; ]Far beneath the bitter snow + A: v) E' l5 s9 e
Lies the seed that with the sun's love ! y9 F5 A( [/ N1 j6 g
In the spring becomes the rose @1 ~9 {6 R% \+ S) c4 w% N
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