1) Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed

2) It's the heart, afraid of breaking that never learns to dance

3) When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long

Some say love, it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed

It's the dream, afraid of waking that never takes the chance

And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong

Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need

It's the one who won't be taken who cannot seem to give

Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows

I say love, it is a flower. And you, its only seed

And the soul, afraid of dying that never learns to live

Lies the seed that with the sun's love. In the spring, becomes the rose