(Joey Tempest)
All set ready to go, but little does he know
He [bad word]  back no more
All set ready to fly, into that deep blue sky
Like so many times before

Now the tower's callin', there's no reply
And there's nothin' they can do
Now the night is fallin' before their eyes
Still no [bad word]  through, callin'

Somewhere out in time, God knows what's on his mind
Is there a reason for his doubt
Somehow unaware just like he didn't care
There must be ways of gettin' out

Now the tower's callin', there's no reply...