The rose
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 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 dyin , that never learns to live.
When the night, has been too lonely, and the road has been to long.
And you think, that love is only, for the lucky and the strong.
Just remember, in the winter, far beneath the bitter snows.
Lies the seed, that with the sun s love, in the spring, becomes The Rose.
很好聽的這首歌
之前蔡依林有唱過
西城男孩唱的也蠻好聽的
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yg8y3u9Ki7o
是我少數會聽的英文歌 :) |
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