Richard Rodgers
Blue Moon
Once upon a time, before I took up smiling , I hated the moonlight
Shadows of the night like the poorest find beguiling
Seems flat as the moonlight
With no one to stay up for, I went to sleep at ten
And life was a bitter cup for the saddest of all men

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...