Blue Moon - Lorenz Hart, Richard
Rodgers
Blue moon you saw me standing
alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own.
Blue moon you knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for.
Then suddenly there appeared before me
The only one my arms could ever hold
I heard someone whisper`, ``Please adore me''
And when I looked my moon had turned to gold.
Blue moon now I am no longer alone
Without a dream in may heart
Without a love of my own
Without a love of my own.