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Galileo fell in love as a Galilean boy, |
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And he wondered what in Heaven who invented such a joy, |
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But the question got the better of his scientific mind |
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And to his blind and dying days |
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He looked up high and often sighed, |
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And sometimes cried |
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Who puts the rainbow in the sky? |
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Who lights the stars at night? |
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Who dreamt up someone so divine? |
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Someone like you made them mine |
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Love can make you ask some funny questions now and then |
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But just remember the alternatives for I remember when |
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I was lonely and unhappy |
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And my lips were cold as ice |
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But you kissed me, and good Heavens, |
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Now I'm here in paradise |
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So if ever I'm not kissing you or looking in your eyes |
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I won't be blind, and I won't cry |
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I'll look up high and gladly sigh |
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And thank the guy |
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Who puts the rainbow in the sky? |
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Who lights the stars at night? |
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Who dreamt up someone so divine? |
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Someone like you made them mine |
