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 hold her。
Let me hold her for a time,
But if allowed just one possession,
I would pick her from the garden,
To be mine。

Umm...
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 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...
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...
She's a flower
Growing wild...
She's free...