Testo di 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 was i surprised no not at all i saw her yesterday it could have been tomorrow i couldn't keep the joy that was inside i begged for her to tell me if she really loves me somewhere a mountain is moving afraid it's moving in on me and when i wake on a dreary monday 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 just close your eyes and she'll be there