Dancing On The Ceiling

Dancing On The Ceiling
music by Richard Rodgers (left)
lyric by Lorenz Hart (right)

The world is lyrical because a miracle has brought my lover to me!
Though he's some other place, his 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 boy is there!
It is my prince who walks into my dreams and talks...

He 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 above.

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

I love my ceiling more since it is the dancing floor
Just for my love...