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Some say love, it is a Criver that drowGns the tender Freed. G C
Some say love, iCt is a razor thatG leaves your sFoul to bleed. G C
Some say love, iCmaj7t is a hungerF, an endless aching nDmeed. G
I say loCve, it is a flowerG and you its Fonly seed. G C
It's the heCart afraid of breakin'G that never learnsF to danGce. C
It's the drCeam afraid of wakin' tGhat never takes Fa chance.G C
It's the onEmes who won't be taken whAm7o cannot seem Fto give G
And the soul Cafraid of dyin' tGhat never learFns to livGe. D
When the night hCas been too lonely and theG road has been too lFong G C
And you thinkC that love is only for thGe lucky and theF strong,G C
Just rememEmber in the winter, Am7far beneath the bFitter snows G
Lies the seed Cthat, with the sun's love, Gin the spring becomes thFe rose. G C
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