Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Sweet child of mine

Sweet moonbeam hangin over me,
Letting go of inhibitions that I see,
Sweet child of mine won't you sing to me,
Whisper to the curious wind gently.
And you will come, and you will be,
Darling, just open your eyes and see,
And you will fall but you will climb,
Those dreams which become reality.

Hey love, won't you reach, won't you smile,
won't you tell me that you'll be a while.
Won't you dance around with a brilliant innocence now,
Won't you breathe the air without doubt,
won't you stare at the rain in the clouds,
won't you try and figure out what this dishonest world is all about.

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