di Rose, Hudson, McKagan, Stradlin, Adler

GUNS’N ROSES

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 stare too long, I’d probably break down and cry

Whoa, oh, oh
Sweet child o’ mine
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Sweet love of mine

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
And pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by

Whoa, oh, oh
Sweet child o’ mine…

di Battaglia, Smith

SHINEDOWN

Can’t you hear me screaming once again?
Voices you can’t hear
Because you are consumed and in content
With everlasting greed

Don’t you see me on my hands and knees?
Begging and bleeding
You’re smiling as you bite the hand that feeds
But we’re not foreseen

Always wanting what your eyes can’t see
Feeling what your arms can’t reach
Thinking you are in need
Always hearing what your ears can’t hear
Feeling what your arms can’t touch
Thinking you are incomplete

It was never enough that I gave to you
All of the horror that you’ve put me through
But I cannot make up my mind this time
This is where I will draw the line…