Vārdi: Rod Stewart. Stardust...The Great American Songbook: Volume III. Blue Moon.

Once upon a time before I took up smiling
I hated the moonlight
Shadows of the night that poets find beguiling
Seemed flat as the noon light

With no one to stay up for
I went to sleep at ten
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 know 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

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

Without a love of my own
Without a love of my own
Now I have a girl of my own