Some see the negative, in you.
I see all the positive, in you.
Cause I'm the one, who believes in you?

Some loves to attack you.
While I'm always defending you?
And dare anyone you talk about you.
When I'm around.

They don't see the heart of the person within.
Who would give up their last cent?
If they were hungry.

But the good many refuses to see.
When many lives upon negative things.

Some say,I am blessed.
Some say, You are too.
For having someone like me dealing with you.

But I live in a positive world.
Where bad things concerning love doesn't exist?