Introd: Verse Verse 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. Melody: 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 ceil -ing more, since it is a dancing floor, Just for my love.
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