She has 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
Woah, wo, oh
Sweet child o’ mine
Woah, wo, oh, oh
Sweet love of mine
She’s got eyes of the bluest skies
As 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 warm safe place
Where as a child I’d hide
And pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by
Woah, wo, oh
Sweet child o’ mine
Woah, wo, oh, oh
Sweet love of mine…
Where do we go?
Where do we go now?
Where do we go? …
Where do we go now? …
Sweet child, sweet child o’ mine