It´s Like Reaching for the Moon - Billie Holiday

It’s like reaching for the moon

It’s like reaching for the sun

It’s like reaching for the stars

Reaching for you

You’re so far above me

How can I expect an angel to love me

Who is so divine as you are

It’s like flying without wings

Playing fiddle without strings

And a million other things

No one can do

Though my hopes are slender

In my secret arms I pray you’ll surrender

Though it’s like reaching for the moon