all the rest

You raise the questions with your eyes,
and the look of surprise, and at these times,
I feel like I can read your mind,

and you're wondering if I am for real,
and would really like to know,
or am I just like all the rest,

and I soon might plainly show,
I couldn’t be more different,
in each and every way,

and in time you just might see,
these differences in me,

if I do set my heart free,
to get to know and hold you,
in oh so special ways.