Story Behind The Song
A former ballerina and I once became attracted to one another, but one of us was already in a committed relationship. Despite the cynical lyrics, she and I remained friends for many years. She eventually moved to Australia, found her Prince Charming, started a family and opened a ballet school.
Song Description
Sung from the viewpoint of someone reflecting cynically on a failed relationship.
| Song Length |
5:18 |
Genre |
Folk - General, Blues - General |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Duet Male |
| Mood |
Cheerless, Diplomatic |
Subject |
Frustration, Sadness |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
Ballerina, make me smile.
Thrill me for a little while.
Ballerina, show your style, so free.
Promise me you'll stay right here.
You don't have to be sincere.
Maybe even fake a tear for me.
And if you say that you want me,
I'll be close at hand,
And I'll pretend I'm a moth and you're a flame.
And when you say that it's over,
then I'll understand,
And I'll pretend that I never heard your name.
But when you say that you're sorry
Don't you let it show
Because it's not worth emotion anyhow
And when you say that you're leaving
Don't you let me know
Where you will be, simply wave and take a bow
Holding you closer in my arms,
Seeing myself inside your eyes,
Telling myself that you are real.
Knowing you'd have to go away,
It was too easy to me true,
You were too lovely to be you.