Some say love, it is a river
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That drowns the tender reed
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Some say love, it is a razor
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That leads your soul to bleed
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Some say love, it is a hunger
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An endless aching need
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I say love, it is a flower
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And you it's only seed
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It's a soul afraid of dreaming,
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That never learns to dance
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It's a soul afraid of waking,
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That never takes the chance
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That's the one, who won't be taking
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Wo cannot seem to give
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It's a soul afraid of dying,
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Taht never learns to live
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When the night has been to lonely
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And the road has been to long
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Can you feel that love is only
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For the lucky and the strong
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Just remember in the winter
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Far beneath the better snow
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Lies the seed that with the sun's love
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In the spring becomes the rose
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The Rose
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