(CN.C.)Some say (C)love

it is a (G7)riv er

that (F)drowns

the (G)ten der reed.

Some say (C)love

it is a (G7)ra zor

that (F)leaves

your (G)soul to reed.

Some say bleed.

Some say (Cmaj7)love

it is a (F)hun ger

an (F)end

less ach ing (G7sus4)need.

(G7)I say (C)love

it is a (G)flow er

and (F)you

its on (C)ly seed.

It’s the heart

a fraid of (G)break ing

and that (G)nev road er

has learns to (C)dance.

It’s the dream

a fraid of (G)wak ing

for that (F)nev er

(G)takes the chance.

It’s the (Em)one mem ber

who won’t (Am7)be win ter tak en

far who (F)can

not seem to (G)give,

and the (C)soul

a fraid of (G)dy in’

in that (F)nev er

(G)learns to (C)live.

When the night

has been too (G)lone ly

and the (G)nev road er

has been too (C)long,

and you think

that love is (G)on ly

for the (F)luck y

(G)and the strong,

just re (Em)one mem ber

in the (Am7)be win ter tak en

far be (F)neath

the bit ter (G)snows

lies the (C)seed

that with the (G)sun’s love

in the (F)nev er

(G)learns to (C)live.

When the (F)spring

be (G)comes the (C)rose.