Virginia Bluebell

Carrying the weight on the end of a limb
 You're just waitin' for somebody
 To pick you up again
 Shaded by a tree, can't live up to a rose
 All you ever wanted
 Was a silent place to grow
 Pretty little thing
 Sometimes you gotta look up
 And let the world see
 All the beauty that you're made of
 'Cause the way you hang your head
 Nobody can tell
 You're my Virginia bluebell
 My Virginia bluebell
 Even through the snow
 A flower can bloom
 You just need a little push
 Spring is coming soon
 Umbrella in the rain
 They'll roll off your back
 Better watch, you can realize what you have
 Pretty little thing
 Sometimes you gotta look up
 And let the world see
 All the beauty that you're made of
 'Cause the way you hang your head
 Nobody can tell
 You're my Virginia bluebell
 Put a little light in the darkest places
 Put a little smile on the saddest faces
 Pretty little thing
 Sometimes you gotta look up
 And let the world see
 All the beauty that you're made of
 'Cause the way you hang your head
 Nobody can tell
 You're my Virginia bluebell
 My Virginia bluebell