Wildflower2

Let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower growin' wild

People used to laugh at me when I was a little girl.
I guess they didn't understand.
But when you're young and all alone
You make up things for the things that are missing,hmm

Oh, how I used to love to dress up in my mother's clothes.
It made me feel like somebody.
I'd pretend I was the prettiest girl at the dance
And all the boys would love me
And I was gonna be a big success, hmm
But of course I never got that dress from that day on.
I didn't do half the things I thought I'd do.

Well, I guess the good part of my life is that
I did find you... and you know?
Now when I look into the little girl's eyes
It's like a mirror... and I remember

I remember...

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 little 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... she's a lady

Let her dream... she's a child.

Let the rain fall down upon her

She's a free and gentle flower growing wild

Ohhh...

Be careful how you touch her for she'll awaken

And sleep's the only freedom that she knows

And when you see life through her eyes

You won't believe...

The way she's always payin'

For a debt she never owed

And the silent wind still blows

That only she can hear... so she goes.

So she goes... she goes

Let her cry oh my 'cause she's a lady

Let her sing... sing 'cause she's a child.

Let the rain fall down upon her

She's a free and gentle flower growin' wild.

And if by chance you get to hold her

Ohh, fall down...

And with your new possession, what would you do?

(I would pick her up from the garden to be mine)

Oh Baby...

Each time her little 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

Let her sing for she's a child

Let the rain fall down upon her

She's a sweet and gentle flower growin' wild.

And I feel the same

Just a sweet and gentle flower growin' wild

But no one's to blame

Sweet and gentle flower

... Growing wild.

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May 6, 2002

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