It's like reaching for the moon
Brisa rochéIt's like reaching for the stars
It's like reaching, reaching, reaching for the sun
Reaching for you
You're so far, far, far, 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 with no 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
It's like reaching for the moon
It's like reaching for the stars
It's like reaching, reaching, reaching for the sun
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 with no strings
And a million other things
No one can do
Though my hopes are slender
In my secret heart I pray that you'll surrender soon
Though, it's like reaching, reaching for the moon