Out Of The Blue



(byron hill, robert a. johnson)
Out of the blue
i needed someone to take me
out of the blue
it seemed i'd always be alone
till out of the blue came you
Out of the blue
waiting for a love to take me
out of the blue
i thought love had passed me by
till out of the blue came you
Spreading my wings alone i'd fly
that empty sky of blue
hoping that i would someday find
that someone just like you
Out of the blue
someone who's love would take me
out of the blue
i had almost given up
till out of the blue came you
I thought love had passed me by
till out of the blue came you

Autor: Reba McEntire