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
She's a free and gentle flower
She's a free and gentle flower growing wild
growing wild
a free and gentle flower growing wild