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Pocahontas and John Smith in Colors of the Wind.









You think I'm an ignorant savage

An 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 every rock and tree and creature

Has a life, has a spirit, has a name


You think the only people woh 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 moom

Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned

Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains

Can you Paint with all the Colors of the Wind

Can you Paint with all the Colors of the Wind


Come run the hidden pinetrails of the forest

Come taste the sunsweet 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 borthers

The heron and the otter are my friends

And we are all connected to each other

In a circle, in a hoop 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 from the blue corn moon

For whether we are white or copper-skined

We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains

We need to 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 of the Wind


Composed by Alan Menken

Lyrics by Stephen Schwartz

Performed by Judy Kuhn

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