For a friend   It makes no difference   If you please yourself in sense   that will ease you to get plain   You caught a racketeer   A ship that you can't steer when you're left behind   Hold your breath   'cause you may need it soon   when you're packed in your cocoon   and you erase the silver sun   it's like an open end   to choose what you've planned   when you're left inside      a fairytale will come and ease your day   don't be afraid   the bliss is on it's way   it's coming straight   to take the fake away   take the fake away…      come to bed   and sleep will heal your pain   embed yourself in fame   like a reptile for the saint   no need to concentrate   recede from all you hate   'cause you're leaving now      a fairytale will come and ease your day…