Leave your trophies and your golden wings There by the door of my room I don't need to know where you've been Or where we're going to ♪ You don't need to be funny for me You don't have to always be strong You don't need to try to be beautiful Beauty was yours all along ♪ So kiss the hem of St. Christopher's coat Go on along your way I can't figure out what you're thinking about But I'm sure that it's not me ♪ So kiss the hem of St. Christopher's coat Go on along your way We, by design, walk a very fine line And I think that's ok ♪ Take your trophies 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?