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 She's a flower... Growing Wild...