when you're standing alone
with the mountain and the ski
when the arms of the world open wide
well
the trick is that plain as a falling rain
and you're sure as the time and the tide
you see
we're all his children
his next of kin-
that's the way it began
no matter were you're going
or where you been-
you are the family of man
when you walk down a road
and the sun is on your side
with the sweet river breathes on your face
when you don't hear a sound
as you look around
everything are to fall into place
you see
we're all his children
his next of kin-
that's the way it began
no matter where you're going
or where you been-
you're part of the family of man
you see
we're all his children
his next of kin-
that's the way it began
no matter where you're going
or where you been-
you're part of the family of man