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.
_________________ Als het niet kan zoals het moet, moet het maar zoals het kan!
<font size=-1>[ Dit Bericht is bewerkt door: runningkawa op 2001-11-08 18:17 ]</font>
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.
oke hier komt ie!!! Mega lied vind ik het ook het nederlands is heel mooi!!!
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 the 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 to 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.
[Edit] mega-quote met tekst die er al 3 x stond verwijderd [/edit] _________________ <FONT COLOR="purlple">"Kelly, het is beter voor jouw dat je naar het rusthuis gaat! maar kelly, je hebt een speciaal plekje in me hart en ik zou jou dragen, dag aan dag! [img]../upload/829/smileys_love.gif[/img]"
<font size=-1>[ Dit Bericht is bewerkt door: Karin op 2001-11-08 18:47 ]</font>