SWEET CHILD O' MINE (Guns and Roses)
She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of memories
Where everything was as fresh as the bright sky
Now and then when I see her
She takes me away to that special
And if I stare too long, I'd probably break down and cry
Whoa, oh, oh, sweet child o' mine
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, love of mine
She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of
I'd hate to look into those and see an ounce of
Her reminds me of a warm, safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the and the rain to quietly pass me by
Whoa, oh, oh, sweet child o' mine
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, sweet love of mine
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, sweet child o' mine
Oh, oh, oh, oh, sweet love of mine
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, sweet child o' mine
Ooh, sweet love of mine