St. Christopher

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