If Ships Were Made to Sail

If ships were made to sail

Out through the star clouds

There’d be a world somewhere

All green and fair

If I could go to Alpha Centauri

Then I would be a living there

If I could ball up the long night, reach the time gone

And touch infinity

I'd find a forest hill

And clean fresh air

If I could go to Alpha Centauri

Then I would be a living there