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Woorden: Less Than Jake. Greased. 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 suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms could ever hold
I heard somebody whisper, "Please adore me"
But when I looked that moon had turned to gold, oh, oh, oh

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