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
And when I looked to the Moon it turned to gold
Blue Moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Friday, June 29, 2007
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