IT'S LIKE REACHING FOR THE MOON
Lewis / Marquese / Sherman

as rec by Billie Holiday w Teddy Wilson & his Orch  
June 30th 1936 New York


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 them angels 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.
Though my hopes are slender,
In my secret heart I pray you will surrender soon,
Though it's like reaching for the moon!





(Contributed by Peter Akers - July 2009)