Testo Pretty Ballerina

I'm in love with a pretty ballerinaHair so brilliant that it hurts my eyesI asked her for a dance and when she obliged meI had a date with a pretty ballerinaHair so brilliant that it hurts my eyesI asked her for a dance and when she obliged meWas I surprised yeah, was I surprisedNo not at allI called her yesterday it should have been tomorrowI couldn't keep the joy that was insideI begged for her to tell me if she really loved meSomewhere a mountain is movingAfraid its moving without meSo would I....So would I....And when I wake on a dreary Sunday morningAnd open up my eyes to find there's rainSomething strange within says go ahead and find herJust close your eyes yeah, just close your eyesAnd she'll be there;She'll be thereShe'll be ther(Brown)© French Fried Music