' MY BLUE MOON '
'MY BLUE MOON'
When my blue moon turns to gold again
I will find you in wonderland
To shower you with kisses of fire
As you call out my name in hot desire
The moon high up in the sky
Knows why I sit and cry
My broken heart needs love to mend
Oh wishing star a lover to me please send
One who holds the truth of life
Who needs knowledge of a faithful wife
To cherish until the end of time
Like a clinging rose on a climbing vine
When my blue moon turns to gold again
I will come and hold your hand
My heart shall then be free
To give to you the whole of me
'DesertBlueRose'
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