How high does a sycamore grow? If you cut it down, then you’ll never know.
What I love most about rivers is you can’t step in the same river twice. The water’s always changing, always flowing.
Sometimes the right path is not always the easiest.
Listen with your heart, you will understand.
My world has changed, and so have I. I have learned to choose and I have learned to say goodbye.
If you walk the footsteps of a stranger, you’ll learn things you never knew you never knew.
Look around you! This is where the path of hatred has brought us.
I’d rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you.
The water’s always changing, always flowing. But people, I guess, can’t live like that.
Two hopeful hearts, two lands apart. Together there’s no end to what our dream can start.
But I know every rock and tree and creature has a life, has a spirit, has a name.
Sing will all the voices of the mountain, paint with all the colors of the wind.
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.
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.
With every kiss, we’ll promise this, we’ll find a way to light the dawn of all we wish.
We’ll build a bridge of love between two worlds.
You know your path, child, now follow it.