Blue moon, you saw me standing alone
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
The only one my arms will hold
I heard somebody whisper, "please adore me"
And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold
Without a love of my own
Ily.........now I'm no longer alone....
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