Dancing On The Ceiling Lyrics

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

Frank Sinatra - In the Wee Small Hours

May 1998

1. In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning
2. Mood Indigo
3. Glad To Be Unhappy
4. I Get Along Without You Very Well
5. Deep In A Dream
6. I See Your Face Before Me
7. Can't We Be Friends?
8. When Your Lover Has Gone
9. What Is This Thing Called Love
10. Last Night When We Were Young
11. I'll Be Around
12. Ill Wind
13. It Never Entered My Mind
14. Dancing On The Ceiling
15. I'll Never Be The Same
16. This Love Of Mine