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!