I had a date with a pretty ballerina    Her hair was 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 couldn't keep    The joy that was inside    I begged for her to tell me    If she really loved me    Somewhere a mountain is moving    Afraid it's moving without me       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       And when I wake up on a dreary Sunday morning    I open up my eyes to find there's rain    And something strange within said    "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...    She'll be there...    She'll be there...    She's there, she's there    Ah, she's there    Ah, she's there