Dancing on the Ceiling


Lyrics by:  Lorenz Hart

Music by:  Richard Rodgers

Arranged By:  Nelson Riddle

From the Show:  Evergreen  (1930)

Label:  Capitol Records

Recorded:  February 8, 1955



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