Youthinkyouownwhateverlandyoulandon
Earthisjustadeadthingyoucanclaim
ButIknoweveryrockandtreeandcreature
Butifyouwalkthefootstepsofastranger
Youlearnthingsyouneverknew
Youneverknew
Haveyoueverheardthewolfcry
Tothebluecornmoon
Oraskthegrinningbobcatwhyhegrinned
Canyousingwithallthevoices
Ofthemountains
Canyoupaintwithallthecolorsofthewind
Canyoupaintwithallthecolorsofthewind
Comerunthehiddenpinetrailsoftheforest
Cometastethesun-sweetberriesoftheearth
Comerollinalltherichesallaroundyou
Andforonceneverwonderwhatthey'reworth
Therainstormandtheriversaremybrothers
Andweareallconnectedtoeachother
Haveyoueverheardthewolfcry
Tothebluecornmoon
Orlettheeagletellyouwherehe'sbeen
Canyousingwithallthevoices
Ofthemountains
Canyoupaintwithallthecolorsofthewind
Canyoupaintwithallthecolorsofthewind
Howhighdoesthesycamoregrow
Ifyoucutitdownthenyou'llneverknow
Andyou'llneverhearthewolfcry
Tothebluecornmoon
Weneedtosingwithallthevoicesofthemountains
YoucanowntheEarthandstillallyou'llownisearth
Untilyoucanpaintwithallthecolorsofthewind