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?
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Galileo
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