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 --- Blue Moon - Martin Taylor and David Grisman