© 1997 Katrina
by Skylark
She's faced the hardest time 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
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
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 paying
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
She's a flower growing wild
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