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?