kumbaworld
Sweet child o´mine
Guns & roses
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 stared too long
I’d probably break down and cry.
Sweet child o’mine.
Sweet love 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 child I’d hide,
and pray for the thunder
and the rain to quietly pass me by.
Sweet child o’mine
Sweet love of mine.
Sweet child o’mine
Sweet love of mine.
Sweet child o’mine
Sweet love of mine.
Where do we go,
where do we go now,
where do we go.
Where do we go,
where do we go now,
where do we go.
Where do we go
Sweet child
Where do we go now
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Sweet child
Sweet child
o’ mine