"Pretty Ballerina" by Left Banke

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 beg for her to tell me if she really loved me,
 Some where a mountain is moving
 Afraid its moving without me.
  
 La La La La La La

 I had a date with a pretty ballerina
 Her hair so brilliant that hurt my eyes
 I asked for this dance and then she obliged me 
 Was I surprised, yeah, was I surprised, no not at all.

 And when I wake on that dreary Sunday morning,
 I open up my eyes to find theres rain,
 And something strange within says go ahead and find her
 Just close your eyes, yeah, just close your eyes
 And shell be there
 Shell be there 
 Shell be there