The Rose by Bette Midler

What do you think?

by Bayleigh Graham 
(Portsmouth)

I never thought much of this song until I had heard it once again at my nans funeral and from that point on it lives in me with all of her memories and I'll never forget it...

Lyrics

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

Its the heart afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance
Its the dream afraid of waking, that never takes the chance
Its the one who won't be taking, who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying, 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

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Written by Gordon Mills • Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group

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