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