Dancing on the Ceiling

She dances overhead
On the ceiling near my bed
In my sight, through the night

I try to hide in vain
Underneath my counterpane
There's my love
Up there above

I whisper, "Go away, my lover
It's not fair"
But I'm so grateful to discover
She's still there

I love my ceiling more
Since it is a dancing floor
Just for my love

I whisper, "Go away, my lover
It's not fair"
But I'm so grateful to discover
She's still there

I love my ceiling more
Since it is a dancing floor
Just for my love