Pretty Ballerina

I had a date with a pretty ballerina
 Her hair so brilliant that it hurtin' 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
 Somewhere, a mountain is moving
 I'm afraid it's moving without me
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 I had a date with a pretty ballerina
 Her hair so brilliant that it hurtin' 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 the 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