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 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 cannot 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

But remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the sead that with the suns love

In the spring becomes a rose