"She's face the hardest time you could imagine
And many times her eyes brought 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
Shes a free and gentle flower going wild..."
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