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The Rose
Artist: Bette Midler
Words & Lyrics by: Amanda McBroom
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 its only seed.
It's the heart, afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance.
It's the dream, afraid of waking, that never takes a chance.
It's the one who won't 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 snows,
Lies the seed, that with the sun's love, in the spring becomes
The Rose.
I also re-found "Gracias Y Perdon" a song my friend Macarena (I'm totally serious. This was before that insidious song came out.) during camp used to sing and play on guitar that her friend wrote. It's in Spanish (duh) and I only have an inkling of what it means, but it's really beautiful. I noticed that my voice is getting stronger. Whaddaya know.
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