The Marcels 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