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 a sorrow no one hears
Still rings in midnight silence
In her ears

Let her cry
For she’s a lady
Let her dream
For she’s a child
And let the rain
Fall down upon her
For she’s a free and gentle flower
Growing wild

And if by chance
I should hold her
Let me hold her for a time
Cause if allowed just one possession
I would pick her from the garden
To be mine

Be careful how you touch her
For she’ll awaken
And sleep’s the only freedom
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 owed
And a silent wind still blows
That only she can hear
And so, she goes

Just let her cry
For she’s a lady
Let her dream
For she’s a child
Let the rain
Fall down upon her
For she’s a free and gentle flower
Growing wild

Oh, let her cry
For she’s a lady
Let her dream
For she’s a child
And let the rain
Fall down upon her
For she’s a free and gentle flower
Growing wild
Oh, she’s a flower
Growing wild