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, 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 wont be taken   Who cannot seem to give   And the soul afraid of dyin'   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   Far beneath the bitter snow   Lies the seed, that with the sun's love   In the spring, becomes the rose