Are we so different ,
you and me.
Or are we hewn,
from the same tree.
We have so much in common it seems,
we think the same things,
and we have the same dreams.
The pressures we have are also the same,
but nontheless we have more to gain.
Something inside us says dont stop now,
let this love blossom somehow.
But the love was still there,
and so are we.
We both know the place,
were we want to be.
