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
You heard me sing a prayer
for someone I really care for
then suddenly there appeared before me
the only one my arms could ever hold
Then I heard somebody whisper
"please adore me"
and when I looked
the moon had turned to gold
Blue moon, now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
without a love of my own