FILK: The Doe

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The Doe
A Filk by Pippin
To the tune of The Rose by Bette Midler
(with apologies for changing so few words)
For Amanda of course

Some say love it is a teardrop 
that falls in a pensieve 
Some say love it is a heartbreak 
you wear upon your sleeve

Some say love it is a hunger 
an endless aching need 
I say love it is a power 
and grief 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 dying
that 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
in the cold and bitter snow 
That a love that hid in sorrow
by the spring became the doe