Bing Crosby — Where the Blue of the Night Meets the Blue of the Day

Why must I live in dreams Of the days I used to know? Why can't I find real peace of mind And return to the long ago? Where the blue of the night Meets the gold of the day Someone waits for me And the gold of her hair Crowns the blue of her eyes Like a halo, tenderly If only I could see her Oh, how happy I would be Where the blue of the night Meets the gold of the day Someone waits for me *whistling* If only I could see her Oh, how happy I would be Where the blue of the night Meets the gold of the day Someone waits for me