When we think about the world
Do we think of places that are far away
We're here today
And searching for the courage to be who we say
And there's a boy
She stands beside her father
And he's wondering
Where's the girl?
She's looking for the games he used to play

What do I mean to me?
Am I a mystery?
Or is the answer to my question what I find in others?
Who are sisters? Who are brothers?
What will it take for us to see...

That we're all women and men
He's a girl, she's a boy
The same needs, the same wants
For love, for joy
What are these differences that cloud the way we see?
When I see you, do I see me?

When we try to understand
Do we look deeper than our skin and bone?
We're all alone, but someone still a part of the unknown
There are so many faces
So many different roads and homes
So many lives inside so welcome to the world
Will we have lived before we've died?

What do I mean to me?
Am I a mystery?
Or is the answer to my question what I find in others?
Who are sisters? who are brothers?
What will it take for us to see...

That we're all women and men
He's a girl, she's a boy
The same needs, the same wants
For love and joy
With all our progress and our endless capability
Why make it harder than it needs to be?

That we're all women and men
I'm a boy, I'm a girl
We're all women and men
I'm a boy and joy
I'm a woman, I'm a man
I'm a girl, and I am a boy
I'm a girl