Early one morning I crawl out of bed
Can't stop the pounding inside my head
Looking out across wheat fields of gold
See the Signs not knowing the code
People coming from all around
Some of them from my hometown
Looking and wondering where did they all come from
Lying back and staring up at the sun
There are those who think they know
But they can't prove, or begin to show
There are those that do believe that these are signs
Which we must heed
Time will tell someday we will see