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The Rose 
Medium
by Bette Midler
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Some say it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
an need
I say love it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that 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 of dyin'
never learns to live
the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that is only
for the lucky and the strong
in the winter
far the snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring the rose
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
an need
I say love it is a flower
and you its only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that 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 of dyin'
never learns to live
the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that is only
for the lucky and the strong
in the winter
far the snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring the rose
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