(words by lorenz hart, music by 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
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, 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 |