Be My Daughter - Foy Vance

There’s a time to talk about it

A time to live it up

A time to sit in silence

A time to cry about it

A time to laugh it up

A time for stillness in the water

Be, my daughter

There’s a time to shout about it

A time to bottle up

A time for all time to be over

A time to think about it

A time to give it up

A time to burn up every altar

Be, my daughter

Tomorrow morning you’ll be slowly waking up

And I will be far across the water

But I’ll send reminders against the times it gets too tough

Be, my daughter

There’s a time to want a love

A time to need a friend

A time to put your hurts behind you

A time to chew it over

A time to make amends

You remember that time my baby jumped and daddy caught her

Be, my daughter

Be, my daughter