Dance, ballerina, dance
And do your pirouette in rhythm with your aching heart
Dance, ballerina, dance
You musn't once forget a dancer has to dance the part
Whirl, ballerina, whirl
And just ignore the chair that's empty in the second row
This is your moment, girl
Although he's not out there applauding as you steal the show
Bridge
Once you said, "His love must wait its turn"
You wanted fame instead, I guess that's your concern
We live and learn
And love is gone, ballerina, gone
So on with your career you can't afford a backward glance
Dance on and on and on
A thousand people here have come to see the show
As round and round you go
So ballerina dance, dance, dance