Story - Leddra Chapman, Peter-John Vettese

Marissa Jones you watch the black suits walking past

Your life was empty for a while

Michael Porter has a new girl in his arms

She has a cherry flavoured smile

You watch as he greets her

His arms around her shoulder

He’ll try to believe that it’s you

When he kissed you

Those delicate shoes used to walk you straight to the moon

Now he wonders why he ever stayed

Michael Porter you flew in from Timbuktu

You missed her red hair and her style

Marissa Jones now she’s living all on her own

She loves the freedom of the wild

He pleads: «Give me something!»

She needs nothing from him

And she’ll try to believe that it’s fate

And she’ll miss you

But it’s far too late now

She’s done through

Finished with crying for anyone

And now she wonders why she ever stayed

Do you stop to think it all through?

When you run to the love that you needed

To pull through

It ended too soon

And you tried too hard and it’s over between you

Nothing compares to the love you shared

But it’s all just a story now

And I hope you’re both happy now

As it all turned out: you never stayed