Thinking about you is all I really do these days
My friends say I’m losing my head
But I don’t I care while you’re up here with me
Walking around with my hands tucked inside my sleeves
At 4 a.m. this town’s asleep
And I’m waiting for morning to awake
Standing on this bridge
Snowflakes falling dead upon my lips
Light just they’re bringing me a kiss
But I can’t recognize your mouth in all this
I watched her dance all night
She moved just like a bird and looked all right
Maybe if I just find out her name I’ll go home
Thinking about you is all I really do these days
My friends say I’m losing my way
But I don’t care cause you’re up here with me
And they weren’t there when you sat right upon my lap
Said, Babe, please wait til I get back
Well that’s a promise that I’m gonna keep
I’m gonna keep
And so I’ll keep running down these streets
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