Jeri Southern
Dancing on the Ceiling
The world is lyricalBecause a miracleHas brought my lover to meThough he's some other place, his face I seeAt night I creep in bedAnd never sleep in bedBut look above in the airAnd to my greatest joy, my love is thereHe dances overheadOn the ceiling near my bedIn my sightThrough the nightI try to hide in vainUnderneath my counterpaneBut there's my loveUp aboveI whisper, "Go away, my loverIt's not fair"But I'm so grateful to discoverHe's still thereI love my ceiling moreSince it is a dancing floorJust for my love
From Letras Mania