The Rose (Westlife) – (Hợp Âm) – Điệu Ballad

Không Capo

Some say [A] love it is a [E] river
That [D] drowns the [E] ten der [A] ree d
Some say [E] love it is a razor
That [D] lea ves your [E] s oul to [A] ble ed
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
[A] It’ s the dream afraid of [E]
wa king that [D] ne ver takes [E] the chance
[A] It’ s the one who won’t [E] be taken
[D] W ho cannot [E] seem to give
[A] A nd the soul afraid of [E] dy
ing that [D] ne ver [E] learns t [A] o li ve
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