Music by: Richard Rodgers
Arranged By: Nelson Riddle
From the Show: Evergreen
(1930)
Label: Capitol Records
Recorded: February 8, 1955
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The world is lyrical, because a
miracle has brought my lover to me
Though she's some other place, her
face I see
At night I creep in bed, and
never sleep in bed
But look above in the air, and
to my greatest joy, my love is there
She dances overhead on the
ceiling near my bed
In my sight, all through the
night
I try to hide in vain underneath
my counterpane
But there's my love up there
above
I whisper, "Go away, my
lover, it's not fair"
But I'm so grateful to discover,
that she's still there
I love my ceiling more, since it is a dancing floor, just for my love