When we think about the world Do we think of places that are far away We're here today And searching for the courage to be who we say
And there's a boy She stands beside her father And he's wondering Where's the girl? She's looking for the games he used to play
What do I mean to me? Am I a mystery? Or is the answer to my question what I find in others? Who are sisters? Who are brothers? What will it take for us to see
That we're all women and men He's a girl she's a boy The same wants The same needs For love For joy What are these differences that cloud the way we see? When I see you, do I see me?
When we try to understand Do we look deeper than our skin and bone? We're all alone But somehow still a part of the unknown
There are so many faces so many different roads and homes So many lives inside So welcome to the world Will we have lived before we've died?
What do I mean to me? Am I a mystery? Or is the answer to my question what I find in others? Who are sisters? Who are brothers? What will it take for us to see
That we're all women and men He's a girl she's a boy The same needs the same wants For love and joy With all our progress and endless capability Why make it harder than it needs to be?
That we're all women and men I'm a boy I'm a girl We're all women and men I'm a boy and joy I'm a woman I'm a man I'm a girl And I am a boy I'm a girl I am a boy