Would you deny a rose its thorns Or a bull its horns? Would you deny summer its storms Or Nature her varied forms?
Can there be night without day Or a yes without a nay? Can there be love without some trace of hate? Why then, are we never sorry until it's too late?
Is there not both a moon and a sun? Why then, is it from me you run? You see the light side of my day, That's when you come around to play While the dark side of my night Scares you away like a bird in flight
There are two sides to every coin The dark and the light; in love they join. For every up there is a down And every smile conceals a frown Every pleasure hides some pain Beauty to one is to another quite plain
A rose seeks protection through its thorns A bull is respected because of its horns Summer is cooled some by its storms And Nature's more beautiful for her varied forms
Love is not shallow Nor is it one-sided Love runs the full gamut of emotions It is all-encompassing
