The Rose

I've been looking for a song all night that "fits" how I feel. I guess it's part of the music therapist in me, always trying to either match my mood in song or get the mood that I want delivered to me through a song. Tonight, after much searching and listening, this one sorta slammed into me. Something about the words gave me the message that there is still hope...

...while at the same time told me I perhaps need to step out of my box and, as the song says, learn to dance and live. But that is so much easier said than actually done. I honestly don't know if I ever will, and I'm so afraid of having a soul that is dying, just like the song says.

This is also, incidentally, one of my favorite songs to play and sing on guitar. And with Kate and her piano when I'm in M-town.

The Rose
Bette Midler

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 a 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 too 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