Текст песни LeAnn Rimes — The rose

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.
Its 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.
And 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 a rose.