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 its only seed.
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 its only seed.
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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 its only seed.
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 its only seed.