Richard Rodgers
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 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

(Instrumental break)

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
Sincе it is a dancing floor
Just for
My love