The Rose (ver. 2)

The Rose 
  
(G) Some say love, it is a (D) river, 
that (C) drowns (D) the tender (G) reed, 
Some say love, it is a (D) razor, 
that (C) leaves your (D) soul to (G) bleed, 
  
Some say love, it is a (C) hunger, 
an (Am) endless aching (D) need, 
I say (G) love, it is a (D) flower, 
and (C) you its only (G) seed, 
  
It's the heart afraid of (D) breaking, 
that (C) never (D) learns to (G) dance, 
It's the dream afraid of (D) waking, 
that (C) never (D) takes the (G) chance, 
  
It's the one who won't be (C) taken, 
who (Am) cannot seem to (D) give, 
And the (G) soul afraid of (D) dying, 
that (C) never learns to (G) live, 
  
When the night has been too (D) lonely, 
and the (C) road (D) has been too (G) long, 
And it seems that love is (D) only, 
for the (C) lucky (D) and the (G) strong, 
  
Just remember in the (C)winter, 
far be(Am)neath the bitter (D)snow, 
Lies the (G)seed with the (D)sun's love, 
in the (C)spring becomes the (G)Rose.