Blue Moon
Lorenz Hart / Richard Rodgers
Amália Rodrigues - Blue Moon
Blue moon, you saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue moon, you know just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really do care for
And then suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms could ever hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
But when I looked that 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
Without a love of my own
Blue moon