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