Dancing On The CeilingJack Hylton He Dances OverheadOn The Ceiling, Near My Bed,In My Sight, Through The Night.I Try To Hide In VainUnderneath My Counter Pane;There's My Love Up Above.I Whisper “go Away My LoverIt's Not Fair,”But I'm Grateful To DiscoverHe's Still There.I Love My Ceiling MoreSince It Is A Daning FloorJust For My Love.From: [email protected]