Testo:
Words and music by neil diamond
Signs that burn like shooting stars
That pass across the nighttime skies,
They reach out in their mystic language
For us to read between the lines
Some are born who would defy them,
Others still who would deny them, signs
Signs like moments hung suspended,
Echoes just beneath the heart
Speak in voices half remembered
And half forgotten play their part
Signs that come as we lay sleeping
Left behind for our keeping, signs
Sail along, sail along the reefs and the coves inside your soul
Sail along, sail along in search of a star that you can hold
And we journey far to where that star may lead to (lead to)
Signs that whisper in the dreams of sailors
And of river queens of paupers and of men with means,
It all depends on how it reads
Some are born who never need them,
Others still who never read them, signs
Sail along, sail along the reefs and the coves inside your soul
Sail along, sail along in search of a star that you can hold
And we journey far to where that star may lead to (lead to)
Signs, signs
Some are born who never need them,
Others still who never read them, signs
Signs that burn like shooting stars
That pass across the nighttime skies,
They reach out in their mystic language
For us to read between the lines
Some are born who would defy them,
Others still who would deny them, signs
Signs like moments hung suspended,
Echoes just beneath the heart
Speak in voices half remembered
And half forgotten play their part
Signs that come as we lay sleeping
Left behind for our keeping, signs
Sail along, sail along the reefs and the coves inside your soul
Sail along, sail along in search of a star that you can hold
And we journey far to where that star may lead to (lead to)
Signs that whisper in the dreams of sailors
And of river queens of paupers and of men with means,
It all depends on how it reads
Some are born who never need them,
Others still who never read them, signs
Sail along, sail along the reefs and the coves inside your soul
Sail along, sail along in search of a star that you can hold
And we journey far to where that star may lead to (lead to)
Signs, signs
Some are born who never need them,
Others still who never read them, signs
