Let’s dance on our bare feet
Underneath Sycamore tree
Climb up through that canopy
To see the Indiana sky
There’s no telling what we find
On back roads, forgotten time
We let our wonder be the sign
Thats gonna lead us on to his ride
And we were waited for so long
To hear the Spirits song
And He wants us to sing
It’s time to taste and see
All the things we’re meant to be
It aint to late to try
And it’s not too soon to fly
We’ll awaken with dawn
Spread our wings and gaze upon
This new day where we belong
It’s all an unfallen design
Follow that rhythm of
All that cultivates our love
And every star that hangs above
Will rejoice with us each night
And we were waited for so long
To hear the Spirits song
And He wants us to sing
It’s time to taste and see
All the things you’re meant to be
It aint too late to try
And we were waited for so long
To hear the Spirits song
And He wants us to sing
It’s time to taste and see
All the things we’re meant to be
It aint too late to try
And it’s not too soon to
Fly high
We will fly high
We will fly high
We will fly high
And it’s not too late to try