I’m a Galway Girl–If Only in My Dreams

I’m a Galway Girl if only in my dreams

I live across the sea, but her beauty is constantly calling me

I remember her well, the sounds and sights that were carried afar

But to me, now that I’m here and not there they seem so long ago

My heart pitters and patters, beating ever slowly until the day we meet again

My dearest Ireland, I swear I can taste you once more

But was it only here and not there I saw you?

You, across the sea beckoning to me

Merely part of my imagination

I sat in that boat for what seemed like too long

dreaming of the girl that I was with you:

A Galway Girl if only in my dreams