Track byBillie 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 than an angel to love me it's so refined as you are it's like flying without wings playing fiddle without strings and a million other things no one can do no, my hopes are slender in my secret heart I pray you'll surrender soon no, it's like reaching for the moon