Lyrics:

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, 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,