Richard Rodgers / Lorenz Hart 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.
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