The Rose

Some say love is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love is a hunger
And it forsaking need
I say love is, it is a flower
And you it's only seed

It's a part of break, of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's a dream afraid of waking
That never takes a chance
It's the one afraid of taking
That never learns to give
And the one afraid of dying
Never learns to live

A friend
Is someone who knows
The song of your heart
And sings it to you
When you
Forget
The words
Attack

When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
And you're thinking love is only
For the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
The need for bitter snow
There's a seed
That when the sun comes
In the spring becomes the rose