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
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