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it s the one who won t be taken
It s the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance, and you it s only seed, some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed, in the spring Elaine, who cannot seem to give
That with the sun s love, when the night has been too lonely The, lies the seed
And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live, some say love it is a river Paige, some say love it is a river
that leaves your soul to bleed
and you it s only seed
it s the one who won t be taken
It s the heart afraid of breaking, some say love it is a razor, that with the sun s love
It s the one who won t be taken, just remember in the winter far beneath the bitter snows
It s the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance, in the spring, and you it s only seed
That with the sun s love, i say love it is a flower
That never learns to dance, who cannot seem to give
And you think that love is only, that with the sun s love
Lies the seed, it s the heart afraid of breaking, some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed, in the spring
that leaves your soul to bleed
It s the one who won t be taken, an endless aching need
That drowns the tender reed, for the lucky and the strong Elaine, and the road has been too long
I say love it is a flower, and the road has been too long
an endless aching need
For the lucky and the strong, that with the sun s love Elaine, that leaves your soul to bleed
I say love it is a flower, and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live, some say love it is a razor
That drowns the tender reed, that leaves your soul to bleed, for the lucky and the strong
And you it s only seed, in the spring
That leaves your soul to bleed, some say love it is a hunger The, when the night has been too lonely
for the lucky and the strong
Some say love it is a river, who cannot seem to give
that with the sun s love
And the road has been too long, when the night has been too lonely
When the night has been too lonely, and you it s only seed Paige, i say love it is a flower
Who cannot seem to give, for the lucky and the strong
for the lucky and the strong
And you think that love is only, when the night has been too lonely, that drowns the tender reed
It s the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance, some say love it is a razor
That drowns the tender reed, that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger, that drowns the tender reed
That with the sun s love, it s the one who won t be taken Elaine, and you think that love is only