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 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 it's moving without me

And when I wake up on a dreary sunday morning
I open up my eyes to find there's rain
And something strange within said: '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 there
She'll be there
She'll be there

She's there
She's there
Ah, she's there!
Ah, she's there!