Instead of just asking, I wrote her this song. "Nice approach" she said.

What about Now? 21/11/1991 Well, I suppose the accepted words would be Those that I find so hard to say And if I cling to convention, and outdated decree I might say something about 'going out with me' Well, I know you don't want to be owned But still you fear to be alone And sleep on the floor by the fire Shutting off all who offer what you most desire Well, What about Now? It's where we are, don't forget Oh, What about Now? It's where we are, don't forget Just live for Now, and don't regret... Something must have gone wrong To create such division between needs and deeds So long ago that the reason's been lost How the plant outgrows the seeds! Yet the answers burst forth, whenever you speak I've never heard a word of contentment Only a soft spoken flow, from a Heart that slowly leaks... Well, What about Now? It's where we are, don't forget Oh, What about Now? It's where we are, don't forget Just live for Now, and don't regret... And Life's too short to spend forever in Past and Hopes Past and Hopes, Past and Hopes And, What about Now? It's where we are, don't forget Oh, What about Now? It's where we are, don't forget Just live for Now, and don't regret... Just live for Now, and don't regret... Just live for Now, and don't regret...