leave your trophy's and your golden wings there by the door in my room

i don't need to know where you've been

or where we're going to

you don't need to be funnier for me

don't have to always be strong

you don't need to try to be beautiful

beauty was yours all along

so kiss the helm of st. christopher's cord

go on along your way

i can't figure out what you're thinking about

but i'm sure it's not me

so kiss the helm of st. christopher's cord

go on along the way

we by design, walk a very fine line

and i think that's okay

take your trophy's and your golden wings

go back to your beautiful crowd

i don't need to know where you've been

but where are you going now?