Black

Black is my wallet
Black are my shoes
Black are the reasons
For the things I do

Black is the rhythm
Black are the blues
Black is the feeling
When I dream of you

Jump a little higher, honey
Jump through the hoops
Dance a little lighter
When I reach for you

Black is the motive
Black are the crimes
Black are the reasons
When I close my eyes

Jeff Kurfess, 2004