(Rick Springfield)

Hey Mr. Songwriter
Write a song today
Sing to my baby
Who's going away

She's Leaving on the evening plane
To where I don't know
Give me a song so sad
That she won't want to go

Now I am the songwriter
And I heard what you said
I'm going to write a song for you
Although her love is dead

I know just how you feel
And still I've gotta say
That if it doesn't make her stop
Then I'll just turn away

I write the words
To make her cry
And make her sigh
The melody
To make her see
Tomorrow
But tomorrow she'll be gone