Some say love 
it is a river 
That drowns 

the tender reed 
Some say love 
it is a razor 
That leaves 

your soul to bleed 
Some say love 
it is a hunger 
An end- less 

aching need 
I say love 
it is a flower 
And you 

it' s only seed 
It' s the heart 
afraid of breaking 
That never 

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 can- not 

seem to give 
And the soul 
afraid of dying 
That never 

learns to live 
When the night 
has been too lonely 
And the road 

has been too long 
And you think 
that love is only 
For the lucky 

and the strong 
Just remember 
in the winter 
Far beneath 

the bitter snows 
Lies the seed 
that with the sun' s love 
In the spring 

becomes the rose