American Juniors - Colors Of The Wind lyrics

You think you own whatever land you land on The earth is just a dead thing you can claim But I know every rock and tree and creature Has a life, has a spirit, has a name 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 the mountain You can paint with all the colors of the wind You can own the earth and still All you'll own is earth untill You can paint with all the colors of the wind