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
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It's the dream, afraid of waking that never takes the chance It's the one, who won't be taken who can not seem to give And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to liveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.