Sweet Child O Mine

Does it ever happen to you that the only thing that you remember when you try to enlist the gist of the day is a mere song ? You could have heard the song before but one day it suddenly stikes the right chord and rings the bell in your head and you crave for listening to it again and again. I happened to hear one such overbearing song today which I'll be coerced to carry as memoirs of the sidereal day. Sweet Child o mine ! O ooo Sweet love o mine!

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

Sweet child o' mine
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

Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine

Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go