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