Pretty Ballerina

I had a date with a pretty ballerina

Her hair so brilliant that it hurt my eyes,

I asked her for this dance and then she obliged me

Was I surprised, yeah, was I surprised, no not at all

I called her yesterday, it should have been tomorrow

I could not keep this joy that was inside,

I beg for her to tell me if she really loved me,

Some where a mountain is moving

Afraid it's moving without me.

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I had a date with a pretty ballerina

Her hair so brilliant that hurt my eyes

I asked for this dance and then she obliged me

Was I surprised, yeah, was I surprised, no not at all.

And when I wake on that dreary Sunday morning,

I open up my eyes to find there's rain,

And something strange within says go ahead and find her

Just close your eyes, yeah, just close your eyes

And she'll be there

She'll be there

She'll be there