4 acessos
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 concering 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
The key to my heart you will never find you will never find!