[ti:The Rose] [ar:Bette Midler] [al:] [la:uk] [00:06]Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed. [00:21]Some say love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed. [00:38]Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need. [00:53]I say love, it is a flower, and you it s only seed. [01:12]It s the heart, afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance. [01:26]It s the dream, afraid of waking, that never takes a chance. [01:41]It s the one who won t be taken, who cannot seem to give. [01:56]And the soul, afraid of dyin , that never learns to live. [02:15]When the night has been too lonely, and the road has been too long, [02:28]And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong, [02:43]Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows, [02:57]Lies the seed, that with the sun s love, in the spring becomes The Rose. [02:57]Lies the seed, that with the sun s love, in the spring becomes The Rose.
