I would write your name in the sand
If it would not be washed away.
The tide undoes my careful hand,
But nonetheless, won't you please stay?
Like a river flows round a quay,
Past eyes that shine like orbs of light,
Your hair does fall on my dismay,
And makes this day of mine feel right.
But please don't get the wrong idea;
I'm not like other men you've seen.
And though our time may well be brief,
Let me make this completely clear:
We'll talk, we'll laugh, we'll dance, we'll sing,
And after that, I'll take my leave.
The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 15, 2024