Blue Moon
Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
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 will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper, "Please adore me"
And when I looked, thе moon had turned to gold
Blue Moon, now I'm no longer alonе
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Of my own
Of my own