Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Sweet Child of Mine

She's got a smile that it 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 to that special place
And if I'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry.




Oh, sweet child of mine.




She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain


I hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain.




Her hair reminds 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.



Oh, sweet child of mine.





(lyrical credits - Guns 'N Roses)

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