Bears of Legend No Moccasins song lyrics

Birds are whistling songs from the trees to my ears.

Pines are growing tall making me feel like small and I wish I could make them talk to me.

Winds on my skin sailing dreams in my heart.

Waves bringing rocks on the shore like a boat and I still don't know what to do with me.

What do you want me to do?

What do you want me to say?