Bonnie Tyler 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 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 It s the dream afraid of wakingthat never takes the chance It s the one who won t be taken who cannot seem to give and the soul afraid of dyingthat never learns to live When the night has been too lonely an