(John Taylor) 

I was dreaming when I wrote this song for you, something blue.
I was needing some attention some affection, something to do,
I was sleeping in my nightmare, when I awoke I wanted you there,
Just to lie here, right beside me, something new, someone like you,
You're my American Muse.

Soon you're leaving, won't be seeing much of you for a while,
My love's leaving, deep inside you, don't be scared this love is rare,
Don't look for meaning in these reasons, just be grateful you were there,
Summer romance in November, just remember…