Sweet Child o' Mine (Sheryl Crow)

He'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 his face It 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 He's got eyes of the bluest skies And if they thought of rain I hate to look into those eyes And see an ounce of pain His 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