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