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   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 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...