He's got a smile and it seems to me it reminds me of childhood memories But everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky Now and then when I see his face it takes me away to that special place And if I stare too long I'll probably break down and cry Oh, sweet child of mine Oh, sweet love of mine He's got eyes of the bluest skies and if they thought of rain I'd hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain His hair reminds me of a warm safe place where as a child I'd hide I pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by Oh, sweet child of mine Oh, sweet love of mine Oh, sweet child of mine Oh, sweet love of mine Where do we go? Where do we go now? Where do we go? Where do we go? Sweet child, where do we go now? Where do we go? Where do we go? Sweet child, where do we go now? Where do we go? Where do we go now? Where do we go? Where do we go now? Sweet child, sweet child of mine www.mooji.org