I Have the Room Above Her - Allan Jones, Irene Dunne

I have the room above her

She doesn’t know I love her

How could she know I love her

Sitting in her room below?

Sitting in her room below

How could she know

How far a dream could go?

Sometimes we meet she smiles

And oh, her smile’s divine

It’s such a treat to hear her say

«Hasn't the weather been fine?»

I blush and stammer badly

My heart is beating madly

Then she goes into her room

And I go sadly up to mine

A lover more impetuous than I

Would say his say and know the reason why

When I get my chance

I let my chance go by

I have the room above her

She doesn’t know I love her

How could she know I love her

Sitting in her room below?

Sitting in her room below

How could she know

How far a dream could go?

Sometimes we meet he smiles

And oh, his smile’s divine

It’s such a treat to hear him say

«Hasn't the weather been fine?»

I blush and stammer badly

My heart is beating madly

Then he goes up to his room

And I go sadly into mine