Again I caught myself thinking
Are we out of the age of awakening?
And my thoughts kept on sinking
But I'm not ready to let go of this beautiful dream

What a thing to say
Left a mark, almost tore us apart,
That would be such a shame
What a thing to say
Left a mark, almost tore us apart
Ah-ah

I'm not lost in delusion
I know I played a part of the illusion

I must admit, what a thing to say
But that's not the way it should end

My friend, not the end
My friend, this is not the end
My friend, we can't let this be the end

I heard that friends are worth more than gold
Look back with a good laugh, to have and to hold
I need a friend who's warm when it's cold
Someonе to depend on when troublеs unfold
A kind of a friend who will always be there
Rely on, to fly on a wing and a prayer
I need a friend, let it begin with me
That which I offer is what I'll receive
My friend, this is not the end