Bette Midler-  The Rose


Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razer
that leaves your soul to blead

Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it's only seed

It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of wakingthat never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyingthat never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winterfar beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed
that with the sun's love
in the spring
becomes the rose

wow.. mumbling i really like your story!
and i love the name Tony! mmm the one who thought of
that must be brilliant hehe im just joking.
keep it up, its a great story  im looking forward to read
the next chapter

hehe, welkom is correct!
wow everyone here is very friendly!
im sure i ll have a great time,

thank you all