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Lisa Fischer Lyrics for Song: Wildflower
 Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Lisa Fischer
 
 
 
 18338>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
 
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