My sister said I was there for it, but I don't remember. My mom sang this song at the Dixie theater in Ruston when we were little. I love the words, and she can sing it magnificently.
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, it's 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 too long
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong
Just remember, in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed, that with the sun's love
In the spring, becomes the rose.
Our high school band played that song every year for the homecoming ceremony where the queen is presented to the masses. I don't know how relevant the words would have been to the occasion, but the tune was nice.
Posted by: Mike Terrell at February 14, 2005 03:19 PMYeah my mama "sings." Everybody can "sing," it just depends on how "well" you do it. (I'm beginning to feel like "Chris Farley")
Mike - The tune is beautiful. I put it on a CD and sing it in my car almost everyday b/c I love it so much.
Posted by: jessie at February 15, 2005 01:24 PM
..."love" this song. Didn't know your momma "sings"; that is way-cool.
Posted by: Me-cow at February 14, 2005 12:31 PM