Colours of the Wind lyrics

You think I'm an ignorant savage
And You've been so many places
I guess it must be so
But still I cannot see
If the savage one is me
How can there be so much that you don't know?
You don't know...

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

You think the only people who are people
Are the people who look and think like you
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger
You'll learn things you never knew
You never knew

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?
Can you sing with all the voices of a mountain?
Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?

Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest
Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth
Come roll in all the riches all around you
And for once
Never wonder what they're worth
The rainstorm and the river are my brothers
The heron and the other are my friends
And we are all connected to each other
In a circle, in a hope that never ends

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

And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
For wether we are white or copper-skinned
We just sing with all the voices of the mountain
We just paint with all the colors of the wind

You can own the earth and still
All you'll own is earth until
You can paint with all the colors ohh the colors of the wind