Joe Bonamassa - The Rose

THE ROSE (written by Amanda McBroom, first recorded by Bette Midler in 1979) Some say, love it is just a river That drowns the tender reed. Some say, love it's just a razor That leaves your soul to bleed. Some say, love it's just a hunger, An endless aching need. And 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 snows: Life's the seed, that with the sun's love In the spring becomes the rose.