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 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 lonley,
and the road has been too long.
That you think that love is only,
for the lucky and the strong.
Just remember in the winter,
far beneath the bitter snows,
Lies the seed that with the suns love,
in the spring becomes the rose.
2006-09-27 10:29:18
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answer #1
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answered by Jet 6
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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 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 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 lonley,
and the road has been too long.
That you think that love is only,
for the lucky and the strong.
Just remember in the winter,
far beneath the bitter snows,
Lies the seed that with the suns love,
in the spring becomes the rose.
2006-09-27 17:29:47
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answer #2
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answered by Yahoo U there 6
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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 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 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 lonley,
and the road has been too long.
That you think that love is only,
for the lucky and the strong.
Just remember in the winter,
far beneath the bitter snows,
Lies the seed that with the suns love,
in the spring becomes the rose.
2006-09-27 17:29:31
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answer #3
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answered by Anonymous
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I use a program called evil lyrics, its a free program from the internet. It find the lyrics to songs from websites, so you get the lyrics without pop up adds.
It also can link up with itunes and find the lyrics as you listen to songs without prompting the program
2006-09-27 17:39:46
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answer #4
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answered by Borealis83 3
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I see that you have your lyrics...I only want to add...that is a great song.
2006-09-27 17:40:45
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answer #5
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answered by no nickname 6
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umm search it on http://www.google.com and type it in then press google search and pick the right 1
2006-09-27 17:29:01
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answer #6
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answered by Rosalina04 2
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http://www.bettelyrics.com/lyrics/rose.htm
Here you go,
Bette Midler sang it as well.
2006-09-27 17:37:10
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answer #7
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answered by . 5
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http://www.azlyrics.com/j/joplin.html
2006-09-27 17:28:56
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answer #8
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answered by Anonymous
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http://www.lyricsdir.com/
2006-09-27 17:34:52
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answer #9
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answered by Jens 5
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