Listen with your heart, you will understand.
My world has changed, and so have I. I have learned to choose and I have learned to say goodbye.
How high does a sycamore grow? If you cut it down, then you’ll never know.
If you walk the footsteps of a stranger, you'll learn things you never knew you never knew.
Sing will all the voices of the mountain, paint with all the colors of the wind
But I know every rock and tree and creature has a life, has a spirit, has a name.