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 wont be taken
     who cannot seem to give,
and the soul afraid of dying
     that never learns to live.

When the night has been to 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