She's faced the hardest times you could imagine
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And many times her eyes fought back the tears
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And when her youthful world was about to fall in
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Each time her slender shoulders wore the weight of all her fears
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And a sorrow no one hears still rings in midnight silence in her ears
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Let her cry for she's a lady
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Let her dream for she's a child
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Let the rain fall down upon her
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She's a free and gentle flower growing wild
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And if by chance I should hold her
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Let me hold her for a time
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But if allowed just one possession
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I would pick her from the garden to be mine
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Be careful how you touch her for she'll awaken
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And sleep's the only freedom that she knows
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And when you look into her eyes you won't believe
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the way she's always paying for a debt she never owed
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And a silent wind still blows that only she can hear and so she goes
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Let her cry for she's a lady
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Let her dream for she's a child
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Let the rain fall down upon her
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She's a free and gentle flower growing wild
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Let her cry for she's a lady
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Let her dream for she's a child
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Let the rain fall down upon her
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She's a free and gentle flower growing wild
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Wild Flower
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