Bianca Raquel is an American singer, songwriter, producer, musician. Born with the gift of music, the native New-Yorker has been singing and writing songs since she could speak. Practically being raised in the world- famous Apollo Theater (thanks to her father musical director/arranger/producer/musician Ray Chew who MD’d there for the bulk of her existence). Bianca has been fortunate to grow up with an insider’s view of the music industry and was instilled with the notion that success comes as a result of hard work, determination and respect for your craft. By the age of 9, Bianca had already recorded and produced her first song. At the age of 13, Bianca was the youngest student to attend the Grammy Foundation’s First Annual Grammy Camp. At 18, Bianca began honing her skills at the prestigious Berklee College of Music, where she received theory to support her talent. You may have come across her Youtube channel, heard her song Moments (which was featured on VH1’s Love and Hip Hop) or seen her live, opening for the likes of Talib Kweli, Dwele and ,Bilal. With her unique, soulful blend of R&B and Hip Hop, her sophisticated writing skills and her addicting melodies, it is quite evident that the world is about to be taken by the storm that is Bianca Raquel.
Bianca Raquel – Dear Summer
Bianca Raquel – Dear Summer… Our Season Is Over Lyrics:
You can run away from everything babe yes I know that you do.
Try to hide all that you feel inside, but you can’t hide from the truth.
Let me go and watch me disappear like I never meant a thing.
I never meant a thing…
This shit got my emotions running high,
Bodies in my bed.
Swear I hear your voice running circles in my head.
Like “who am I, without you babe?”
Wanna pick up the phone and call you but ain’t nothing left to say.
I guess our season is over,
My love.
You never meant a thing.
I guess our season is over.
Try to fight this empty space in my heart that I can’t seem to fill.
There’s nothing like those whispers of defeat
when you can’t be with the one that you need to be with.
And I don’t think these walls are big enough to hold in all of this pain.
You never meant a thing…
This shit got my emotions running high,
Bodies in my bed.
Swear I hear your voice running circles in my head.
Like “who am I, without you babe?”
Wanna pick up the phone and call you but ain’t nothing left to say.
I guess our season is over,
My love.
You never meant a thing.
I guess our season is over.
