Sail on silver wings through 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 wheels are turning

I find my faith deserting me

This night is filled with cries

Of dispossessed children in search of paradise

A sign of unresolved that envisioned

Drives the pinwheel on and on

I am disabled by fears

Concerning which course to take

When memory bears witness

To the innocence, consumed in dying rage

The way lies through our love

There can be no other means to the end

Or keys to my heart

You will never find

You will never find