*bunga*

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 it's
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 snows
lies the seed
that with the sun's love in the spring becomes the rose