有人說：愛是一條河，淹沒了孅柔的蘆葦。

有人說：愛是刀片，讓你的靈魂淌血。

有人說：愛是永不停止的饑渴需求。

但我認為愛是一朵花，

愛是你生命唯一的種子。

怕跌碎的心永遠學不會跳舞。

怕甦醒的夢永遠握不住機會。

怕被擁有人永遠學不會給予。

怕死亡的靈魂永遠學不會活著。

長夜漫漫，空山寂寂，前路迢迢，

讓我們以為只有幸運和強壯的人才能被愛，

但請記住：埋在冬雪下的種子，

只要收到春天陽光的愛，就會變成玫瑰。

Some say love is a river that drowns the tender reed.

Some say love is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed.

Some say love is a hunger an endless aching need.

I say love is a flower and your only seed.

The heart is afraid of breaking never learns to dance.

The dream is afraid of waking never takes the chance.

The one who won't be taken who cannot seem to give,

and the soul afraid of dying 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 snows lies the seed

that with the sun's love in the spring

becomes the rose.