jueves, 18 de diciembre de 2008

Sweet Child Of Mine

Shes got a smile that seems to me Reminds me of childhood memories Where everything was as fresh As a bright blue sky Now it seems when I see her face It takes me away to that special place And if I stay too long I'll probably break down and cry Woah sweet child o' mine Woah sweet love o' mine Shes got eyes of the bluest skys and If they thought of rain I'd hate to look into those eyes And see an ounce of pain Her hair reminds me of a once saved place Where as a child I'd hide And pray for the thunder and the rain To quietly pass me by 'woah sweet child o' mine Woah sweet love o' mine' *3 Where do we go Where do we go now Where do we go