Two hopeful hearts, two lands apart. Together there's no end to what our dream can start.
We are all connected to each other, in a circle, in a hoop that never ends.
We'll build a bridge of love between two worlds.
How high does a sycamore grow? If you cut it down, then you’ll never know.
The water's always changing, always flowing. But people, I guess, can't live like that
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.