She's faced the hardest times
you could imagine
but many times
her eyes
fight back the tears
Lord Lord
and when her useful world was about to fall in
each time her slender shoulder
fought the weight of all her fears
and a sigh that no one hears
still rings in midnight silence in her ear
let her cry
for she's 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

and if by chance
I should hold her
let me hold her for all time
if allowed just one possesion
I would pick her
from the garden
to be mine
hey-yeah baby
hmmmmm yeah yeah