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

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