Dancing On The Ceiling
The world is lyricalBecause a miracleHas brought my lover to meThough she's some other place, her face I see
At night I creep in bedAnd never sleep in bedBut look above in the airAnd to my greatest joy, my love is there
She dances overheadOn the ceiling near my bedIn my sightAll through the night
I try to hide in vainUnderneath my counterpaneBut there's my loveup there above
I whisper, "Go away, my loverIt's not fair"But I'm so grateful to discoverThat she's still there
I love my ceiling moreSince it is a dancing floorJust for my love