The Rose Some say [Bbm]love it is a [D]riverThat [Cb]drowns the [D]ten der [Bbm]ree dSome say [D]love it is a razorThat [Cb]lea ves your [D]s oul to [Bbm]ble edSome say love it is a hungerAn endless aching needI say love it is a flowerAnd you it's only seedIt's the heart afraid of breakingThat never learns to dance [Bbm]It' s the dream afraid of [D]wa king that [Cb]ne ver takes [D]the chance [Bbm]It' s the one who won't [D]be taken [Cb]W ho cannot [D]seem to give [Bbm]A nd the soul afraid of [D]dy ing that [Cb]ne ver [D]learns t [Bbm]o li veWhen the night has been too lonelyAnd the road has been too longAnd you think that love is onlyFor the lucky and the strongJust remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snowsLies the seedThat with the sun's loveIn the springBecomes the rose⠀⠀ Sáng tác: Amanda McBroom