Idioma Origen:
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'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry
Oh oh sweet child o' mine
Oh oh oh 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 oh sweet child o' mine
Oh oh oh sweet love of mine
Oh oh sweet child o' mine
Oh oh oh sweet love of mine
Oh oh sweet child o' mine
Oh oh oh sweet love of mine
Oh oh sweet child o' mine
Oh oh oh sweet love of mine
Oh oh sweet child o' mine
Oh oh oh sweet love of mine
Idioma Destino:
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'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry
Oh oh sweet child o' mine
Oh oh oh 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 oh sweet child o' mine
Oh oh oh sweet love of mine
Oh oh sweet child o' mine
Oh oh oh sweet love of mine
Oh oh sweet child o' mine
Oh oh oh sweet love of mine
Oh oh sweet child o' mine
Oh oh oh sweet love of mine
Oh oh sweet child o' mine
Oh oh oh sweet love of mine