all his children

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