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 heart I pray you'll surrender soon
Though, it's like reaching for the moon