The Rose - Bette Midler
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Some say love, it is a river
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That drowns the tender reed.
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Some say love, it is a razor
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That leaves your soul to bleed.
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Some say love, it is a hunger
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An endless, aching need.
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I say love,it's a flower
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And you it's only seed.
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It's the heart afraid of breakin'
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That never learns to dance.
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It's the dream afraid of wakin'
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That never takes the chance.
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It's the one who won't be taken
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Who cannot seem to give.
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And the soul afraid of dyin'
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That never learns to live.
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When the night has been too lonely
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And the road has been too long
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And you think that love is
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only for the lucky and the strong
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Just remember in the winter
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Far beneath the bitter snows
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Lies the seed
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that with the sun's love
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In the spring becomes the rose
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