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 unresolve 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!