Tom: D
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The world is lyrical, because a miracle
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Has brought my lover to me;
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Though she's some other place, her face I see.
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At night I creep in bed, and never sleep in bed,
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But look above in the air,
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And to my greatest joy, my love is there.
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She dances overhead on the ceiling near my bed,
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In my sight, all through the night;
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I try to hide in vain underneath my counterpane,
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But there's my love up there above.
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I whisper, "Go away, my lover, it's not fair,"
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But I'm so grateful to discover, that she's still there.
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I love my ceil -ing more, since it is a dancing floor,
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Just for my love.
