Chet Baker — 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 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