Pretty Ballerina Songtext / Lyric

I'm in love with a pretty ballerina
Hair so brilliant that it hurts my eyes
I asked her for a dance and when she obliged me

I had a date with a pretty ballerina
Hair so brilliant that it hurts my eyes
I asked her for a dance and when she obliged me

Was I surprised yeah, was I surprised
No not at all

I called her yesterday it should have been tomorrow
I couldn't keep the joy that was inside
I begged for her to tell me if she really loved me

Somewhere a mountain is moving
Afraid its moving without me

So would I....So would I....

And when I wake on a dreary Sunday morning
And open up my eyes to find there's rain
Something strange within 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 ther

(Brown)
© French Fried Music