Some say love
It is a river
That drowns tender reed
Some say love
It is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love
It is a hunger
That endless aching need
I say love
It is a flower
And you it's only seed

It's the heart afriad of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream afriad of waking
That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
Who can not 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 not only for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed
That with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose

有人说,爱,他是条河流
淹没了柔弱的芦草
有人说,爱,他是把剃刀
让你的心灵流血不止
有人说,爱,他是种饥渴
一种绵延无尽,痛苦的需求
我说爱,他是一朵花
而你,就是他唯一的种子



唯有那种惧怕伤痛的心
才永远学不会欢舞
唯有那种恐惧醒来的梦
才永远不敢冒险尝试
是那种拒绝被接受的人
才似乎无法付出
而那种害怕死亡的心
才永远学不会存活

当夜晚变的太过孤单
而道路变得太过漫长
同时你以为爱情只是
属于那些幸运与强壮的人
只要记住,在那寒冬之中
在厚厚的枯涩积雪下
埋藏着一棵种子,他随着太阳的爱
将在春天转变为玫瑰