She&#39;s got a smile that it seems to me<br />
Reminds me of childhood memories<br />
Where everything<br />
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky<br />
Now and then when I see her face<br />
She takes me away to that<br />
special place<br />
And if I stared too long<br />
I&#39;d probably &lt;strong&gt;break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;] down and cry<br />
<br />
Sweet child o&#39; mine<br />
Sweet love of mine<br />
<br />
She&#39;s got eyes of the bluest skies<br />
As if they thought of rain<br />
I hate to look into those eyes<br />
And see an ounce of &lt;strong&gt;pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;]<br />
<br />
Sweet Child O&#39; Mine – Guns ‘N Roses<br />
<br />
&lt;strong&gt;pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;]