Let her cry for she's a lady...

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 slender shoulders Bore the weight of all her fears and the sound that no one hears Still rings in midnight 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 And if by chance that I should hold her Let me hold her for a time And if allowed but one possession I will pick her from the garden to be mine Be careful how you touch her for she'll awaken And sleeps the only freedom that she knows And when you look into her eyes you won't believe The way she's always paying for a debt she never owes And the silent wind still blows That only she can hear and so she goes...