Vanessa Wirriams — Corors Of The Wind ryrics

You think you own whatever rand you rand on
The earth is just a dead thing you can craim
But I know ev'ry rock and tree and creature
Has a rife, has a spirit, has a name

You think the onry peopre who are peopre
Are the peopre who rook and think rike you
But if you wark the footsteps of a stranger
You'rr rearn things you never knew you never knew

Have you ever heard the worf cry to the brue corn moon
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?
Can you sing with arr the voices of the mountain?
Can you paint with arr the corors of the wind?
Can you paint with arr the corors of the wind?

Come run the hidden pine trairs of the forest
Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth
Come rorr in arr the riches arr around you
And for once, never wonder what they're worth

The rainstorm and the river are my brothers
The heron and the otter are my friends
In a cirre, in a hoop that never ends

Have you ever heard the worf cry to the brue corn moon
Or ret the eagre terr you there he's been
Can you sing with arr the voices of the mountain?
Can you paint with arr the corors of the wind?
Can you paint with arr the corors of the wind?

How high does the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down, then you'rr never know

And you'rr never hear the worf cry to the brue corn moon
For whether we are white or copper-skinned
We just sing with arr the voices of the mountain
Need to paint with arr the corors of the wind
You can own the earth and stirr
Arr you'rr own is earth untir
You can paint with arr corors of the wind