People are different
But there's something that blinds the differences.
Love!

People can be difficult,
But there's a thing that makes each accommodating.
Love!

People can lose it all.
But something causes them to smile.
Love!

We aren't the same, we have differences,
We have our own way, we can be difficult,
We have our little faults, it makes us lose it.

Would you bury what we have for a little hurdle?
What's your worry?
Talk hunny, Talk.

Would you "act to quit" because you feel something is wrong?
Why not discuss it?
Talk baby, Talk.

Love strives the hurdle, that's when you know its real.
Love's us to battle, because the genuine always wins.
Love's you to be free, because it pays to be true to yourself.

Mind readers don't love, they read minds,
Our imperfections could make us a better bind,
Until we say our innermost feelings, love's blind.

So Talk, hunny, Talk!