When the circle is fullfilled
And the planes are coming back
I will be there to welcome you home
Then it will be my turn
And nothing shall be left
But memories and fading photographs
You see, I'm on my way
Some have to go - some have to stay
Save a prayer, a prayer for me
When will I ever come back again?
Save a prayer, a prayer for me
When will I ever - come back - come back again?
When will I ever cope with love?
When will I ever learn?
And I feel I have to go
To where I do not know, to where I do not know...