(Chorus) Fine china she looking like a dime (yeah) Hold my hand tight as we look up to the sky (yeah) Ain't no bitter days when I'm always besides ya (ya,huh,eyy okay) Fine china she looking like a dime (yeah) Hold my hand tight as we look up to the sky(yeah) Ain't no bitter days when I'm always besides ya(yeah huh eyy, okay) (Verse) With a smile...Learn More