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The Rose 
Medium
de Bette Midler
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Some say it is a river
That the reed
say it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed
say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
that takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far the bitter snows
lies the that the sun's love
in the becomes the rose
That the reed
say it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed
say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
that takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far the bitter snows
lies the that the sun's love
in the becomes the rose
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