We are different, you and I
Like being brave and feeling shy
Like the spring and winter snow
Like dying root and blossom grow
Like hard rocks and soft feather pillows
Like bright sunflowers and weeping willows
Like a desert cactus and a pink balloon
Like a beautiful bride and her handsome groom

We are different, me and you
Nothing can separate one from the other
We are made to be, for one another
Like paper and glue

- philoism