Never seen you so far gone Hiding in the corner on your own Come on baby, take my arm It's just a little walk to the door Don't try to talk Don't say a word We can't talk no more Not like when we got it together We talked and talked about your fancy coat That you bought from that arcade We talked about the universe and the rain on the parade We talked about St Christopher and how they took his sainthood away And now we're here Heading for home in the back of this cab You out cold with your head in my lap And I don't know What I'm gonna do With you, my fallen star Cause I don't feel likе sticking around with things the way they are Not likе when faith delivered We talked about some songs we liked Dylan and Depeche Mode We talked about everything and then we talked some more Yeah, back to old St Christopher And how the people wouldn't let him go Life's a trip from cradle to grave Sometimes it sucks but you gotta be brave Why don't we make a deal A deal that we'll see through I'm going with hope 'cause I haven't got faith So here's what we're gonna do Just like when we got it together We can talk and talk till you feel alright And when you stop feeling blue I'll be your St Christopher, and I'll look after you If you be my St Christopher too I'll be your St Christopher, and I'll look after you If you be my St Christopher too I'll be your St Christopher, and I'll look after you