Sweet Child O' Mine(Live In Paris / 1992)
She's got a smile that it seems to me
- 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
- Ow Sweet child o' mine
- Ow 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 a child I'd hide
- And pray for the thunder
- And the rain
- To quietly pass me by
- Ow Sweet child o' mine
- Ow Sweet love of mine
- Ow Sweet child o' mine
- Ow Sweet love of mine
- Ow Sweet child o' mine
- Ow Sweet love of mine
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