You called from New Farm rotunda
Sheltering from the rain
Mesmerised by the orange sky
The curtain falls on the day
Ooh ooh, my summertime muse
I wish you were ready to stay
You leave me with the summertime blues
The bittersweet sting of your grace
Hands entwined, the fabric of us
Angora laid below
Tender eyes conjure magic in the night
Hearts and minds bake in the glow
Ooh ooh, my summertime muse
I wish you were ready to stay
You leave me with the summertime blues
The bittersweet sting of your grace
Golden girl, you're my lioness
I'm gonna sing you a song
Please forgive me for stealing a kiss
But I know in the morn you'll be gone
Ooh ooh, my summertime muse
I wish you were ready to stay
You've left me with the summertime blues, hmm