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.


Rogers/Hart