Though our feet leave different prints,our tongues sound different words,
there's a mirrored rhythm in the beating of our hearts.
Though born in different worlds, our eyes sharpened 'neath different moons,
there's an unspoken truth in the warmth of our touch.
We may walk in different strides and dream different dreams,
we may speak in different voices, maybe swim in different streams.
It's plain to see, when dark night falls, as all the stars shine through,
that underneath it all, there's no difference 'tween me and you.