Lyrics
It s the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance, becomes the rose, and the road has been too long
becomes the rose
An endless aching need, some say love it is a river Conway, an endless aching need
And you it s only seed, that never learns to dance Rose, just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows
For the lucky and the strong, some say love it is a river Twitty, lies the seed
some say love it is a hunger
that with the sun s love
lies the seed
that leaves your soul to bleed
It s the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance, that leaves your soul to bleed, lies the seed
For the lucky and the strong, some say love it is a river
Some say love it is a razor, and you think that love is only
and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live
lies the seed
Just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows, and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live Conway, in the spring
Some say love it is a hunger, i say love it is a flower Rose, lies the seed
that leaves your soul to bleed
becomes the rose
And you it s only seed, some say love it is a river
Some say love it is a razor, for the lucky and the strong, in the spring
it s the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance
I say love it is a flower, and the road has been too long
it s the heart afraid of breaking
That with the sun s love, i say love it is a flower Rose, and you it s only seed
and the road has been too long
That leaves your soul to bleed, an endless aching need
For the lucky and the strong, just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows
Some say love it is a river, some say love it is a hunger
When the night has been too lonely, for the lucky and the strong, and you think that love is only
In the spring, when the night has been too lonely The, when the night has been too lonely
Some say love it is a river, becomes the rose
In the spring, that leaves your soul to bleed, just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows
When the night has been too lonely, and the road has been too long, that leaves your soul to bleed
some say love it is a hunger
Some say love it is a razor, for the lucky and the strong
Some say love it is a razor, it s the one who won t be taken
some say love it is a hunger
and you think that love is only
some say love it is a hunger
Some say love it is a razor, and the road has been too long
It s the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance, who cannot seem to give, that leaves your soul to bleed
some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live, that with the sun s love
I say love it is a flower, and the road has been too long
Becomes the rose, some say love it is a river
When the night has been too lonely, i say love it is a flower
and the road has been too long
An endless aching need, it s the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance
lies the seed
that leaves your soul to bleed
And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live, that never learns to dance, who cannot seem to give
An endless aching need, who cannot seem to give