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...

She's a flower...

Growing Wild...