... She's got eyes of the bluest skies ...

She's got a smile that it seems to me

Reminds me of childhood memories

Where ev'rything

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

Oh... Sweet child o' mine

Oh... Sweet love of mine

Where do we go

Where do we go now

Where do we go

Sweet child o' mine

Guns N' Roses: "Sweet Child O' Mine"