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!