She just woke up but she's still tired
is that the telephone ringing
The curtains can't hold back the lite
That's reaching into her dreams down in her heart.
If it had fingers it'd be tearing you apart.

You be looking groovy in a sixties movie.
Maybe tell the press you died.Little legend baby try your very best to hide.
A green tinted sixties mind.

She keeps memories locked away
but they are always escaping.
Neglect won't make them fade away.
That's reaching into her dreams down in her heart.
Don't need fingers to be tearing it apart.

Gotta face the day there's no other way to clear the fog inside your mind.
Fill it up with dreams but all that you can seem to find.
A green tinted sixties mind.

Hanging out with Janis moving to Atlantis
Could have made it if you tried.
What�s the point of force it�s easy as a horse to ride
A green tinted sixties mind.

You be looking groovy...

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 stared 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
Sweet child o' mine