Wildflower

She's faced the hardest times you could imagine
 And many times her eyes fought back the tears
 And when her youthful world was about to fall in
 Each time her slender shoulders
 Bore the weight of all her fears
 And the sorrow no one hears
 Still rings in midnight silence
 In her ears...
 Let her cry, for she's a lady (she's a lady)
 Let her dream, for she's a child (child)
 Let the rain fall down upon her
 She's a free and gentle flower, growing wild
 And if by chance that I should hold her, (and if by chance that I should hold her)
 Let me hold her for a time (let me hold her for a time)
 And if allowed but one possession
 I will pick her from the garden to be mine (I will pick her from the garden to be mine)
 Mine...
 Be careful how you touch her, for she'll awaken
 And sleeps the only freedom that she knows (that she knows)
 And when you walk into her eyes, you won't believe
 The way she's always payin'
 For a debt she never owes
 And the silent wind still blows, that only she can hear
 And so she goes...
 Let her cry, for she's a lady (she's a lady)
 Let her dream, for she's a child (child)
 Let the rain fall down upon her
 She's a free and gentle flower, growing wild
 Let her cry, for she's a lady (she's a lady)
 Let her dream, for she's a child (child)
 Let the rain fall down upon her
 She's a free and gentle flower, growing wild
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 She's a flower...
 Growing Wild...