Blue Moon
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
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms could ever hold
I heard somebody whisper "Please, adore me"
But when I looked, the moon had turned to gold
Whoa oh oh, blue moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Without a love of my own
Autor(es): Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers
