Frank Sinatra

Frank Sinatra
Where The Blue Of The Night Meets The Gold Of The Day

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.

walter

Submitted by walter at Fri 29 Feb, 2008 8:51 pm

Author: ?
Composer: ?
Publisher: Charly Records
Published in: 1994
Language: English

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