The Rose lyrics

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 the flower,

And you, its 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,

Just remember that in the winter,

Far beneath the bitter snow

Lies the seed, that with the sun’s love

In the spring becomes the rose.

• Artist:Martin Hurkens
• Album:Passione