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The Rose |
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Ar: Amanda McBroom |
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Al: Growing Up in Hollywood Town |
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some say love it is a river |
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that drowns the tender reed |
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some say love it is a razor |
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that leaves your soul to bleed |
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some say love it is a hunger |
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an endless aching need |
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I say love it is a flower |
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and you it's only seed |
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it's the heart afraid of breaking |
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that never learns to dance |
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it's the dream afraid of waking |
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that never takes the chance |
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it's the one who won't be taken |
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who cannot seem to give |
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and the soul afraid of dyin' |
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that never learns to live |
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when the night has been too lonely |
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and the road has been too long |
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and you think that love is only |
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for the lucky and the strong |
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just remember in the winter |
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far beneath the bitter snows |
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lies the seed that with the sun's love |
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in the spring becomes the rose |