
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. // Whoa, oh, oh, sweet child o' mine, / Whoa, oh, oh, oh, sweet love of mine. // - Guns N' Roses: Sweet Child o' Mine
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