Bette Midler - The Rose Lyrics
The roseSome say love, it is a river, that drowns the tender reedSome say love, it is a razor, that leaves your soul to bleedSome say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching needI say love, it is a flower, and you, its only seedIts the heart afraid of breaking, that never learns to danceIts the dream afraid of waking, that never takes the chanceIts the one who wont be taken, the one who cant seem to giveAnd the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to liveWhen the night has been too lonely and the road has been too longAnd you think that love is only for the lucky and the strongJust remember that in the winter, far beneath the bitter snowLies the seed, that with the suns love in the spring becomes the rose.