These are models of my own design Two circles never meeting One in 92 and 95 And it's all been up to me May not listen to my own advice It can be so overwhelming There are strains on every double life But you won't hear me complain Yes it's true You knew You believed it You should just turn And walk away Took a compliment and photograph Committed it to memory Model of how not to act At least not imitate Wouldn't it have been ideal If it all fell down from heaven How am I supposed to feel When I know what you did wrong Yes it's true You knew You believed it You should just turn And walk away Yes it's true You knew I was leaving We're under the same sky line today