When you're standing alone 
With the mountains and the sea 
Where the arms of the world are opened wide 
Where the truth is as plain as the falling rain 
And as sure as the time and the tide 
Chorus: 
You know we're all his children 
His next of kin that's the way it's began 
No matter where you're going or where you've been 
You are part of the family of men 

When you walk down the road and the sun is on your side 
With the sweet river breeze for your face 
Though you don't hear a sound as you look around 
Everything sort of fall into place