Why must I live in dreams?
Of the days I used to know
Why can't I find real peace of mind?
And go back 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
Composição: Bing Crosby / Fred E. Ahlert / Roy Turk