IRC-Galleria

she'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
her face
she takes me away to that
special place
and if I stared too long
I'd probably break down
and cry
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 quitly pass me by

oh sweet child O' mine
oh sweet love of mine