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