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