The Rose by IVES97
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| Recording: | Jul 22, 2009 at 5:17 PM |
| Member: | IVES97  |
| Song: | The Rose |
| Artist: | Bette Midler |
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| Stats: | 36 views, 19 comments |
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4 months ago, joycekeGOLD said:
SO HAPPY TO HEAR YOU SING AGAIN.. SOMETIMES..LOL
I LOVED MY LISTEN HERE GF !!!!!
HOPE TO SEE YA SOON IN SSRC FOR A LITLE CHAT!!!
hugs joyceke ;)
4 months ago, dina_hGOLD said:
Wow.....this is one of my favorite songs to sing...loved its meaning and its melody
4 months ago, dina_hGOLD said:
Superb performance Ives !!!
Magnificent voice !
Loved my visit.....
Sis, you have to sing more......come' on....you have to expose that wonderful talent here......it should be shared not hidden (wink)
hugsss and mwaaahhh,
-dina
4 months ago, snickersmomGOLD said:
snickersmom is down and out with the flu!! i'll listen when i can.This is so beautiful! What a voice you have! I love your dedication to your aunt and I would like to expand it to hopeless romantics everywhere! lol!
Stellar sing IVES, I really enjoyed my listen!
Hugs, Jacquie
4 months ago, NeutrongirlGOLD said:
awwwww sis one of my favorite song;)
wowowowowowowww
tindug balahibo ko diri heheheehee
offline
4 months ago, jimscotGOLD said:
jimscot just back from my choir practiceLOVE THIS SING AND YOU SING IT WELL
ENJOYED MY LISTEN TO DAY TO SO MAY
JIMSCOT
Recording information by IVES97
Thank you for listening! When you find the time, come sing with me!
"The Rose"
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.
artwork by earstbaby
With love to my Auntie Poppy and the hopeless romantics of SSRC!