Sunday, October 18, 2009

Lorenz Hart

blue moon
you saw me standing alone
without a dream in my heart
without a love on my own

blue moon
you knew just what I was there for
you heard me saying a prayer for
somebody 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 am lo longer alone
without a dream in my heart
without a love on my own

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