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Lies the seed that with the sunÈÏs love
In the spring
Bes the rose
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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 itÈÏs only seed
ItÈÏs the heart
Afraid of breaking that never learns to dance
ItÈÏs the dream
Afraid of walking that never takes the chance
ItÈÏs the one
who wonÈÏt be taken who canÈÏt seem to give
And the soul
Afraid of dying that never learns to live
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Life is a gift and you gotta learn to live
It if you believe in love
You gotta learn to give it
TryinÈÏ to find someone whoÈÏs kind is hard to do
You want the love but you really donÈÏt know what to do
YouÈÏre just afraid of someone breaking your heart
You never learned to live you gave up from the start
You felt the pain but it made you strong
So remember no matter what you will go on
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 for beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the sunÈÏs love
in the spring bes the rose
Lies the seed that with the sunÈÏs love
in the spring bes the rose
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