Nina Nesbitt
Born in the war, you had dreams of being a ballerina
I saw the photos last time that I seen you
You had my mum when you were 23
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
Three generations, born in different decades
Some things have changed, but we got the same old heartbreak
You tell me stories
That happened back in your day
And I find it funny
'Cause somehow I still relate
We're dancin' in different clothes
Fallin' in love
Until we let it go
But there's magic in somethin' as simple
As three women sittin' 'round a dinner table
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
Three generations
We've all made our mistakes
I look in the mirror
I see your face in my face
And everyone who knows us thinks that we're all crazy
But I guess that's exactly what makes us a family
We're dancin' in different clothes
Falling in love
Until we let it go
Still, there's magic in somethin' as simple
As three women sittin' 'round a dinner table
All the good old days and the city lights
Those little town jobs when money was tight
All your vintage pieces
I'm wishin' were mine
All our darkest moments, our wildest fights
All the names we cursed 'cause their love was a lie (love was a lie)
All the secrets we'll keep until we die (until we die)
It's somethin' as simple
As pourin' your heart right out
As three women sittin' 'round a dinner table