Some say love it is a river that drowns the tender reed Some say love it is a razor that leavers 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 Its the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance Its the dream afraid ot waking that never takes the chance Its the one who wont 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 winner Far beneath the bitter snow Lies the seed that with the suns love In the spring bes the rose