lirik sweet child o mine

Sweet child o' mine… Sweet love o' mine… She's got eyes of the blues skies and if they thought of rain…i hate to looking to those eyes and see an ounce of pain…her hair remains 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 o' mine… . last child duka lyrics