Colors Of The Wind
You think the only people who are people
Are the people who look and think like you.
For if you walk the footsteps of a stranger,
You'll learn things you never knew, you never knew.
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?
Or let the eagle tell you where he's been?
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains.
We need to paint with all the colors of the wind.
You can own the earth and still
All you own is earth until
You can paint with all the colors of the wind.
Just around the riverbend,
Beyond the shore,
Somewhere past the sea.
Don't know what for,
Why do all my dreams extend just around the riverbend?
Just around the river bend?
And do you still wait for me, dreamgiver?
Just around the riverbend.