Westlife - Rose

S^Come say love it is a r^Giver That d^Frowns the t^Gender re^Ced Some say love it is a raz^Gor That leav^Fes your so^Gul to b^Cleed

Som^Ce say love it is a hun^Gger An e^Fndless ac^Fhing nee^Gd I say l^Cove it is a fl^Gower And ^Fyou it's ^Gonly seed^C

^CIt's the heart afraid of b^Greaking ^FThat never lear^Gns to danc^Ce C G F G It^C's the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance It^C's the one who won't be taken ^G Wh^Fo cannot seem to gi^Gve An^Cd the soul afraid of d^Gying that never l^Fearns t^Go li^Cve

When the ^Cnight has been too lone^Gly And the r^Foad has be^Gen too lon^Cg And you thi^Cnk that love is o^Gnly For the l^Fucky a^Gnd the stro^Cng

J^Cust remember in the win^Fter far beneath the bitter s^Gnows Lies the s^Ceed That with the s^Gun's love In the sp^Fring Bec^Gomes the rose^C