Two hopeful hearts, two lands apart. Together there's no end to what our dream can start.
How high does a sycamore grow? If you cut it down, then you’ll never know.
But I know every rock and tree and creature has a life, has a spirit, has a name.
With every kiss, we'll promise this, we'll find a way to light the dawn of all we wish.
Like two eagles soar as one upon the river of the wind with the promise of forever, we will take the past and learn how to begin.
We are all connected to each other, in a circle, in a hoop that never ends.