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 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 Someone to depend on When troubles unfold A kind of 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