Letras
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 begged for her to tell me that she loved me
Somewhere a mountain is moving
Somewhere 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 me 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