Dinner Table Nina Nesbitt

[Verse 1]
Born in the war
You had dreams of bein' a ballerina
I saw the photos last time that I seen you
You had my mum when you were twenty-three
I heard that she was trouble just like me
And you like paintin' pictures, writin' poems
I guess that's why my words just keep on flowin'
I wish that I could read the things you write
I'm tryna learn the language so I might

[Pre-Chorus]
Three generations born in different decades
Some things have changed but we've got the same old heartbreaks
You tell me stories that happened back in your day and
I find it funny, 'cause somehow I still relate

[Chorus]
We're dancing in different clothes
Falling in love until we let it go
But there's magic in something as simple
As three women, sitting 'round a dinner table

Nästa, Stockholm Södra

[Verse 2]
You tell me you've
Been in love with Elvis since the 50s
How my mum danced to Bowie in the 80s
But I'll never truly see things through your eyes
'Cause all the pictures, they're in black and white