Leave me at home, slam the door
Unplug the phone, switch off the light
In the morning, there's an illusion that it's not so bad
In the morning, there's a fairy tale with a happy end
I'm on a march, two angels in front
One saving my soul, the other guarding my body
I'm on a march, two angels in front
One saving my soul, the other guarding my body
The dog was howling under my window all night
We know very well what happened next
The dog, doing its deed beneath another window,
ruined the fairy tale with a happy end
But faith remains and hope lives
I know that love never dies
Just give me the illusion that it's not so bad
And tell me a fairy tale with a happy end
I'm going on a march, two angels in front
One saving my soul, the other guarding my body
My final march, two angels in front
One saving my soul, the other guarding my body