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 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 never

takes the chance

It's the one

who won't be taken

Who cannot

seem to give

And the soul,

afraid of dyin'

That never

learns to live

When the night

has been too lonely

And the road

has been too long

That 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