| BLUE MOON |
| 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 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * |
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