Sherman / lewis / marqusee



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

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




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