Let's dance upon our bare feetUnderneath sycamore treeClimb up through that canopyTo see the Indiana skyThere's no telling what we'll findOn back roads forgotten timeWe let our wonder be the signThat's gonna lead us on this rideWe waited for so longTo hear the Spirit's songAnd He wants us to singIt's time to taste and seeAll the things we're meant to beIt ain't too late to tryAnd it's not too soon to flyWe'll awaken with the dawnSpread our wings and gaze uponThis new day where we belongIt's all an unfolding designFollow the rhythm ofAll that cultivates our loveAnd every star that hangs aboveWill rejoice with us each nightWe waited for so longTo hear the Spirit's songAnd He wants us to singIt's time to taste and seeAll the things you're meant to beIt ain't too late to tryAnd it's not too soon to flyWe waited for so longTo hear the spirits songAnd He wants us to singIt's our time to taste and seeAll the things we're meant to beIt aint to late to tryAnd it's not to soon to flyWe will flyWe will fly aWe will flyAnd it's not too late to try