How high does a sycamore grow? If you cut it down, then you’ll never know.
You know your path, child, now follow it.
But I know every rock and tree and creature has a life, has a spirit, has a name.
The water's always changing, always flowing. But people, I guess, can't live like that
We'll build a bridge of love between two worlds.
Two hopeful hearts, two lands apart. Together there's no end to what our dream can start.