Speech
So, we've got a gift-wrapped present for every one of ya
You know, sometimes the criticism about us is:
"Too much fucking context, too much subtext, too much this, too much that, miserable bastards"
Not always!
Verse 1
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
It takes me away to the special place
And if I stared too long, I'd probably break down and cry
Chorus
[Whoa-whoa-whoa, sweet child of mine
[Whoa, oh-oh-oh, sweet love of mine]
Instrumental
Verse 2
She's got eyes of the bluest skies as if they thought of rain
I'd 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
I pray for the thunder and the rain, why did it have to die
Chorus
[Whoa-whoa-whoa, sweet child of mine
[Whoa oh-oh-oh, sweet love of mine]
Instrumental
Chorus
Whoa whoa ah ah, oh-oh-oh-oh, sweet love of mine
Whoa oh-oh-oh, sweet child of mine
Whoa oh-oh-oh, sweet child of mine
Whoa oh-oh-oh
Instrumental
Bridge
[Where do we go? Where do we go now?
[Where do we go?
[Where do we go? Where do we go now?
[Where do we go now?
[Where do we go? Where do we go now?
[Where do we go? Where do we go now?]
Outro
Where do we go? Oh, where do we go now?
Where do we go? Oh, where do we go now?
Where do we go? Where do we go now?
