Galileo fell in love as a Galilean boy, 
And he wondered what in heaven who invented such a joy, 
But the question got the better of his scientific mind 
And to his blind and dying days 
He looked up high and often sighed, 
And sometimes cried 

Who puts the rainbow in the sky? 
Who lights the stars at night? 
Who dreamt up someone so divine? 
Someone like you made them mine 

Love can make you ask some funny questions now and then 
But just remember the alternatives for I remember when 
I was lonely and unhappy 
And my lips were cold as ice 
But you kissed me, and good heavens, 
Now I’m here in paradise 
So if ever I’m not kissing you or looking in your eyes 
I won’t be blind, and I won’t cry 
I’ll look up high and gladly sigh 
And thank the guy 

Who puts the rainbow in the sky? 
Who lights the stars at night? 
Who dreamt up someone so divine? 
Someone like you made them mine