Black Tables
When the whites of your eyes come through
You'll see something new
With your body and mine restored
It's good to see you back home
When the life in your eyes wants black
Things return
You've come back
With your body and mine restored
It's good to see you once more
Turning black tables
And you're turning black tables
And you're making your head whirl
Making your head whirl
And you're turning black tables
And you're turning black tables
And you're making your head whirl
Making your head whirl
Autor(es): JESSE MICHAEL TABISH
