Does it really matter, that your skin isn’t dark like mine?
I’ll still be by your side, when insults come to blows.
Does it really matter, that you don’t think the same as me?
We both know someone’s up there watching over you.
Does it really matter, that we’re born a world apart?
I’ll still call you my best friend, and give you a piece of my heart.
It doesn’t really matter, any way you look.
We’re the same, deep, deep down.
There’s no difference Twix you and me.
It doesn’t really matter, I don’t really care.
Cause there’s no such thing as normal, here or anywhere.
So gat your act together, your okay in any book.
And that’s all that really matter, any way you see.


There’s no such thing as different, to describe you and me.