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 to long,
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong,
just remember in the winter
far beneath the winter snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose.
John Terry can play with his back completely blocked, and he will put his head where I will not put my feet. He is extreme and knows he will suffer the consequences later, but he is sacrificing himself.
Didier Drogba
John Terry can play with his back completely blocked, and he will put his head where I will not put my feet. He is extreme and knows he will suffer the consequences later, but he is sacrificing himself.
Didier Drogba
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It was turned around so that right looked wrong
It was turned around so that up looked down
It was turned around so that those who marched in the streets with bibles and signs of peace became enemies of the state and risk to national security
John Terry can play with his back completely blocked, and he will put his head where I will not put my feet. He is extreme and knows he will suffer the consequences later, but he is sacrificing himself.
Didier Drogba