sábado, 22 de agosto de 2015

Blue Moon


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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