Sail on silver wings
Trough this storm
What fortune love may bring
Back to my arms again
The love of a former golden age
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take
For now that the wheels are turning
I find my faith deserting me
This night is filled with the cries of
Dispossessed children in search of paradise
A sign of unresolved ambition
Drives the pinwheel on-and-on
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take
When memory bears witness to
The innocents consumed in dying rage!
The way lies through our love:
There can be no other means to the end
Or the keys to my heart
You will never find.
You will never find!