Blue Moon
Richard Rodgers / Lorenz Hart
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, suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms could ever hold
I heard somebody whisper, "Please, adore me"
But when I looked, that moon had turned to gold, oh, 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
(Blue moon)