Some say love, it´s a river
that drowns the tender reed.
Some say love, it´s a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it´s a hunger,
an endless aching need.
I say love, it´s a flower,
and you it is only seed.
It is the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance.
It is the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance.
It is the one who won´t be taken,
Who can not 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 to long,
and you think that love´s only
for the lucky & the strong,
just remember in the winter
far beneath the winter snows
lies the seed that with the sun`s love
in the spring becomes the rose.
Natalia Ringtones