Let the rain fall down upon her She’s a free and gentle flower Growing 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
Ooh, 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 loved me
And I was gonna be a big success But of course I never got that dress For my very own I didn’t do half the things I thought I’d do But I guess the good part of my life Is that I did find you
And you know Now when I look into a 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’s silence in In her ears
Let her cry, she is a lady Let her dream, she is a child Let the rain fall down upon her She's a free and gentle flower Growing wild
Be careful how you touch her For she will wake up 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 paying For a debt she never owes And a silent wind still blows That only she can hear It’s all she knows
Let her cry, oh my, 'cause she's a lady Let her sing, sing, 'cause she is a child Let the rain fall down upon her She's a sweet and gentle flower Growing wild
And if by chance you get to hold her Hold her for a time And with your new possession What would you do? I would pick her up from the garden To be mine
Each time her little shoulders Bore the weight of all her fears And the sorrow no one hears Still rings in midnight’s silence in In her ears
Let her cry for she’s a lady Let her sing for she is a child Let the rain fall down upon her She’s a sweet and gentle flower Growing wild
And I feel the same Just a sweet and gentle flower Growing wild But no one’s to blame Sweet and gentle flower Growing wild