Story

Marisa 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 never stayed

Michael Porter, you flew in from Timbuktu
You missed her red hair and her style
Marisa 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 now 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