tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8679434.post112699798969582497..comments2024-03-19T23:02:56.862+01:00Comments on Exilio de una SoƱadora: o de la recolectaLa Dama Blancahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10093347246138583780noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8679434.post-1127033907462655572005-09-18T10:58:00.000+02:002005-09-18T10:58:00.000+02:00Blue MoonYou saw me standing aloneWithout a dream ...Blue Moon<BR/>You saw me standing alone<BR/>Without a dream in my heart<BR/>Without a love of my own<BR/>Blue Moon<BR/>You know just what I was there for<BR/>You heard me saying a prayer for<BR/>Someone I really could care for<BR/>And then there suddenly appeared before me<BR/>The only one my arms will hold<BR/>I heard somebody whisper please adore me<BR/>And when I looked to the Moon it turned to gold<BR/>Blue Moon<BR/>Now I'm no longer alone<BR/>Without a dream in my heart<BR/>Without a love of my own<BR/>And then there suddenly appeared before me<BR/>The only one my arms will ever hold<BR/>I heard somebody whisper please adore me<BR/>And when I looked the Moon had turned to gold<BR/>Blue moon<BR/>Now I'm no longer alone<BR/>Without a dream in my heart<BR/>Without a love of my own<BR/>Blue moon<BR/>Now I'm no longer alone<BR/>Without a dream in my heart<BR/>Without a love of my ownAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com