| 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 gaze
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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 and 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 and made them mine?
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| Someone like you and made them mine? |