domingo, 2 de agosto de 2015

Cybill, la sibil-a

 
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 will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper 'please adore me'
And when I looked, that 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

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