The Rose

Bette Midler  'nuf said
There are some beautiful versions of this out there - be sure to listen to a few.  :-)



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, afriad of breaking, that never learns to dance.

Peace Rose

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 hear
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, deep beneath the bitter snow
Lies a seed, that when the suns thaw, in the spring, becomes
a Rose