Sing will all the voices of the mountain, paint with all the colors of the wind
Sometimes the right path is not always the easiest.
My world has changed, and so have I. I have learned to choose and I have learned to say goodbye.
Good-Bye is an easy word to say but try saying it to a friend. If I never knew you, I'd be safe, but half as real, never knowing I could feel.
How high does a sycamore grow? If you cut it down, then you’ll never know.
We are all connected to each other, in a circle, in a hoop that never ends.