Were you hurt so deeply
that you're afraid of going back for more?
THE ROSE
Some say love, it is a river that drowns the tender weed.
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.
It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance.
It's 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.
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 snow
lies the seed
that with the sun's love
in the spring
becomes the rose.
- Amanda McBroom
The Rose is a song by Bette Midler.