She’s got smile that is seems to me… Reminds me of childhood memories…where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky…
Now and then when i see her face…she takes me away from that special place…and if i stay too long…i’d probably break down and cry…
Sweet child o’ mine… Sweet love o’ mine…
She’s got eyes of the blues skies and if they thought of rain…i hate to looking to those eyes and see an ounce of pain…her hair remains me of a warm safe place…where as a child i’d hide…and pray for the thunder and the rain…to quietly pass me by…
Sweet child o’ mine…sweet love o’ mine…
Where do we go?
Where do we go now?where do we go?o…where do we go?o …where do we go now?where do we go., Sweet child…
Where do we go now…
Ay…y…y,where do we go now?where do we go?where do we go now…
Sweet child,sweet child….o’ mine…
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