HeartMatters Newsletter

July 2015



 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 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.