John Prine — Where the Blue of the Night

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 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