(I. Berlin)

[Recorded November 29, 1965, Hollywood]



The moon and you appear to be so near and yet so far from me,

And here am I, on a night in June, reaching for the moon and you.

I wonder if we'll ever meet, my song of love is incomplete,

I'm just the words, looking for the tune, reaching for the moon and you.



[musical interlude]



I wonder if we'll ever meet, my song of love is incomplete,

I'm just the words, looking for the tune, reaching for the moon and you.