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

let the rain fall down upon her

She's a free and gentle flower, growing wild

and if by chance I should held her

let me hold her for a time

but if allowed just oe possession

I would pick her from the garden, to be mine

Be careful how you touch her, for she'ss awaken

and sleep's the only freedom that she knows

and when you walk into her eyes, you won't beleive

the way she's always paying

for a debt she never owes

and a silent wind still blows

that only she can hear and so she goes

Let her cry, for she's a lady

let her dream, for she's a child

let the rain fall down upon her

She's a free and gentle flower, growing wild