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.