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 a 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

Where do we go , Where do we go now, Where do we go, Sweet child o' mine.. . ♫

~ Solcii ʚϊɞ ~