A thinker, a planner, a non-believer
Meets a laugher, a crier, a hopeless dreamer
While she shoots for the stars, he keeps her feet on the ground
He's her rock, and when he's with her the child inside him is found
Such different personalities, but they carry the same values through the door
The only difference is
Now she cries a little less, and he believes a little more
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