Colors Of The Wind Lyrics

Colors Of The Wind

Think you own whatever land you land on
Earth is just a dead thing you can
claim
But I know every rock and tree and creature
Has a life, has a
spirit, has a name

Think the only people who are people
Are the
people who look and think like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a
stranger
You learn things you never knew
You never knew

1-Have you
ever heard the wolf cry
to the blue corn moon?
or ask the grinning bobcat
why he grinned
Can you sing with all the voices
of the mountains?
Can
you paint with all the colors of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colors
of the wind?

Come run the hidden pinetrails of the forest
Come taste
the sun-sweet berries of the earth
Come roll in all the riches all around
you
And for once never wonder what they're worth

The rainstorm and
the rivers are my brothers
And the heron and the otter are my friends
And
we are all connected to each other
In a circle in a hoop that never
ends
(rpt 1
...or let the eagle tell you where he's been)

How high
does the sycamore grow
If you cut it down, then you'll never know

And
you'll never hear the wolf cry
To the blue corn moon
Or whether we are
white or copper-skinned
We need to sing with all the voices of the
mountains
To paint with all the colors of the wind
You can own the Earth
and still all you'll own is earth
Until you can paint with all the colors of
the wind