She's faced the hardest times you cound imagine And many times her eyes fought back the tears And when her youthful world was about to fall in Each time her slonder shoulders bore the weight of all her fears And a sorrow no one hears till rings in mid-night 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
Let the rain fall down upon her She's a free and gentle flower She's a free and gentle flower a free and gentle flower growing wild